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I unfasten my tie, wrapping the length around my palm as I watch in longing as she presses her thighs together. The small triangular cloth between her legs is becoming an eyesore, and I point at it, indicating I want it off.
She flushes but hooks her thumbs into the waistband and draws the material down her legs. She kicks them to the side and then stands before me, totally bare. I need a minute.
Her pussy glistens, the circumstances already making her wet, and her perfect tits look flushed and heavy. My mouth waters, not knowing where to start.
“Dixon,” she whimpers, and the delicious sound as she rubs her thighs encourages me further.
I don’t speak; I simply saunter over, stopping only when we’re inches apart. She opens her mouth, but I hush her as I push her lightly, and she falls onto the settee. She looks up at me, eyes innocent and mouth parted wide. The image gives me an idea.
With my tie still in hand, I gently brush the hair from her brow while she mewls and leans into my touch. I’m thrilled she’s still affected by my presence because the moment I feel her soft skin, my cock stands to attention, demanding out.
Gently securing her chin between my thumb and pointer, I draw down her plump bottom lip with my thumb. I’d give anything to kiss this mouth, and I will. But first, I have something else in mind.
I know I have no right, but I want her to know I would never hurt her. “Trust me.”
Before she has time to object, I slip my tie over her head and fasten it securely over her eyes. She gasps, her hands darting up to her face. But I pull the ends, tightening it even further.
The image of her blindfolded and her naked, silky skin contrasting with the red velvet sofa is a sight I’ll never forget. “You’re extraordinary.”
She sits silently, her heavy breaths mingling with mine. Her harsh exhalations push out her bountiful tits, and I can’t wait a second longer. Running the backs of my fingers down her cheek, I trace down the slope of her neck and caress her sternum softly. I’m so happy she’s still wearing my gift, and I toy with the pendant hanging between her breasts with pride. Her skin breaks out into tiny goose bumps, and her nipples instantly harden. I’ve missed this so much.
Bending forward, I capture a taut bud in my mouth and suck, tonguing the heavy weight of her breast leisurely. She leans back on her palms, thrusting more of herself into my mouth, whimpering and moaning loudly.
I begin to paw her other boob, flicking my thumb over her nipple and tracing around her areola. She moans and opens her legs wide. My gaze drops to her bare, pink pussy, and I almost come when I think about sheathing myself deep within.
She catches me by surprise when she reaches around with one hand and fumbles blindly over my belt buckle. Before I can protest, she flicks open the clasp and hastily unfastens my button and fly. With frantic fingers, she thrusts her hand down the front of my pants, feeling my feverish hard-on. I hum in unadulterated pleasure, my dick having missed her exquisite touch more than I thought possible.
“I want to—” She pants and cries out when I lash at her nipple with my tongue. “To go down on you,” she breathlessly finishes.
She propels forward and pushes me away so she can pull down my pants and free my confined cock. With cautious hands, she searches for my erection, but she doesn’t have far to go. The moment she wraps her hand around my shaft, I howl, unable to mask my pleasure.
Just as she lowers her head, however, I place my hand over hers, stilling her from moving an inch. She looks up at me, and even though she’s blindfolded, I know she’s silently asking why I stopped. To answer her question, I scoop her up, and we trade positions. She’s left standing nervously, at my complete mercy, and if possible, my dick gets even harder. Unable to wait, I quickly undress.
I reach for her hand and thread my fingers through hers. “Get on,” I command.
She licks her lips before stepping forward and attempting to climb on. But I squeeze her hand. “No, the other way.” She appears confused, but a second later, her skin turns a lovely shade of pink.
I lie down, using the armrest as my cushion, and with our fingers still entwined, I help guide her so she’s straddling me backward. As I place my hand between her shoulder blades, she lowers her head while shuffling backward, giving me the best view in the world. Her perfect heart-shaped ass sits inches from my mouth, and as she positions herself, I raise my neck and take her burning pussy into my mouth.
She cries out and instantly drops down, deep-throating my cock in one steady motion. The sensation has me burying my face deeper into her folds as she rocks backward, fucking my face with a fierce momentum. Her head bobs up and down madly, and before long, we find a harmonious rhythm, a perfect tempo to match the other’s pace.
I lock my hands to her hips, encouraging her to ride me faster as I thrust her backward over and over again. She screams outaround me, the vibrations running all the way to my balls. I fuck her with my mouth and tongue, never giving her a second of reprieve. Her clit feels inflamed, and I know it won’t be long until she’s crying out her release.
With one hand, I reach underneath her body and toy with her bouncing tits, rolling her nipple between my fingers while thrashing my face from side to side. Her entire form constricts, and just as I predicted, she pulls away and screams out her orgasm in a howl of relief.
Her body convulses around my tongue, and I continue eating her out until she’s squirming and begging me to stop. I do after a minute, my body missing her warmth the second she moves away. When she carefully climbs off, I try not to weep because that was over a lot faster than I had hoped. But when she attempts to slide the blindfold from her eyes, I jump up and stop her.
“W-What are you doing?” she pants, her body lax and supple. I squeeze her wrist gently, not wanting to confess my thoughts. “Tell me.”
Nothing good ever came from hiding the truth, so I pitifully confess, “Leave it on. This way, you can pretend it’s anyone but me.”
Her face falls, and her lips dip into a tight frown. I don’t understand her reaction. Isn’t that what she wanted? Isn’t that why she’s here? To forget me? And what better way to do that than by leaving, blinded to what an asshole I am.
Nevertheless, she ignores me as she shrugs my hand away and slips the blindfold off. It takes a moment for her eyes to adjust to the lighting, but when they do, they fix onto my face. She smiles, but it’s bittersweet. “That’s the problem, Dixon. I don’t want to pretend.”
My expression mirrors hers. We’re fucked.
I don’t understand. She got what she wanted. I release her. I set her free. So why is she pushing me back down onto the sofa and climbing on top of me to straddle my waist?
