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“That would be okay.”
Duke lifted his head to look at me. “I want to fuck your ass, Willa. And I want to do it while you’re blindfolded.”
My breath hitched. “I’ve never… ah… I mean no one’s…” I closed my eyes, thinking about my vision being impaired by a blindfold while Duke ran his hands all over me…in me.
I shivered and opened my eyes to find him intently watching me. I licked my lips and nodded.
He didn’t react like he’d heard me. All he did was switch which one of my feet he was massaging. I leaned back on my elbows, staring at him.
When he was finished massaging my foot, he released it. And then his hands slowly glided up my legs, underneath my dress.
He slid his palms beneath my thighs and yanked me forward so I hung off the bed. With glittering eyes still on me, he lifted my skirt.
I wriggled and reached for my thong.
“What are you doing?” he asked bluntly.
I stilled at his forceful inquiry. “Removing my panties.”
“Did I tell you to remove them?”
Goosebumps erupted along my skin. “No,” I said hoarsely.
“Stay exactly where you are, unless I say otherwise. Understand?”
I opened my mouth to reply, but no sound came out.
“Willa, do you understand?” he asked again.
“I understand,” I whispered.
He studied me for a moment and then he demanded, “Spread your legs. Wider. Yes, just like that.”
Duke’s eyes slid from mine to focus on my body. The lights were on and there was no hiding anything from him. Not the way I began to quiver, not the way my hands clenched in anticipation of his touch.
I thought I was going to go mad waiting as he took his sweet time to move.
He made me wait so long I had to bite my lip to stop from calling out for him to do something.
And then finally—finally—he bent his head and gave me a long, slow lick over the lace. I was sensitive, and the fabric teased my aching, needy flesh.
He grasped my hips to hold me in place and then his tongue licked me again. It drove me mad, not having his tongue on me. The barrier of lace teased and provoked me.
He didn’t kiss the sensitive skin of my inner thighs or use his fingers, all he used was his tongue, focusing on the spot between my legs. Duke sucked the damp fabric into his mouth for a moment and then released me. He reached into his pocket and extracted a knife.
“Hold still.” He flicked his blade open and shredded my panties with it.
Duke set the knife down and then bent his head again. He blew on my mound and then with his voracious, greedy mouth, began to suck me.
Pressure built and built until I was on the verge of coming, and just as I was about to topple over the edge, he pulled back.
“What the fuck,” I demanded.
“Not yet,” he growled. He rose from the floor and moved the blade safely to the nightstand. He opened the drawer and pulled out a black scarf.
“Stand,” he commanded.
I awkwardly slid off the bed, my thighs wet with pleasure.
