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My smile grew as I made my way over to him. Once I was within reach, his hands were on me, my giggle getting even louder as he pulled me onto the bed, his body now hovering over mine. His hard-on pressed against me, the tip rubbing my clit, the friction causing me to moan before he cut off my sounds by ravishing my lips.
“Oaklyn,” I heard again. This time in a much deeper tone that also came with his hands roaming the lace that barely covered me and a bite from his teeth as he gnawed my lip. “I’m going to try something completely different with you. This might be a little outside your comfort zone, so you’re going to have to trust me.”
I took in the deepest breath. “You brought the butt plug …”
He laughed, now holding my face. “No. We’re not doing that tonight.”
“Then, what is it?”
He reached across me toward the nightstand, opening the top drawer, and when his hand returned, he was holding a blindfold and two pieces of rope.
“I’m going to tie you to the bed and blindfold you.” He nuzzled my neck with his face. “What that means is, you’re going to have to rely on your other senses. You can’t touch me. You can’t see what I’m doing. You’ll only get to feel.” He lifted his face, our lips inches apart. “And I’m going to test you by using more than just my hands and mouth, and the only choice you’ll have is to take what I’m giving you.” I went to comment, and he continued, “Don’t worry; nothing is going to hurt. It’s going to feel fucking incredible.”
My exhale came out as a moan, my body already ready to experience everything he’d just described. “I don’t doubt that.” The tingles between my legs began to spread toward my chest. “I’ve never been tied up.”
“I have a feeling most of the things I’m going to do tonight, you’ve never had before.”
“Ohhh. Now, I’m really curious.”
He kissed across my collarbone and up to my cheek. “Any concerns?”
“No.”
“Good. You’re going to fucking love this.”
He moved his legs to either side of me, straddling my body as he took the first piece of rope and looped it around my wrist. Once it was knotted, he then tied it to one of the slats of the wooden headboard and did the exact same thing to my other wrist.
I was bound, my arms stretched wide, the rope allowing zero give.
I couldn’t slip my hands out even if I wanted to.
His eyelids narrowed, his mouth rising in one corner as he took me in. “How do you feel?”
“Tight.”
“Interesting answer. But you’re not uncomfortable?”
I pulled at my hands. “No-ish.”
The blindfold was in his hand. “How about when I do this?” He stretched it over my head, securing the front across my eyes, the band over the back of my hair, waiting for me to adjust on the pillow before he continued, “You’re still all right?”
I took a moment to answer, to really feel out my body, for the darkness to lighten, which, of course, it didn’t. “It’s a strange feeling.”
“How about when I do this?”
There was heat directly on my nipple. Like the sun was shining above it, causing it to pucker, my back to arch. The fieriness only lasted a few seconds, and then there was wetness and lapping, a slippery feeling as my nipple was flicked back and forth.
His tongue. It had to be.
Followed by a strong blow of air.
“Oh my God,” I gasped, trying to rein myself back in because, suddenly, I felt completely out of control. “Camden!”
“Just what I thought. You’re going to fucking love this.”
He moved to the other side, but this time, the sun was gone, and the only warmth came from his mouth, where he gave me a burst of hard, relentless sucking.
I wanted to grab his hair and tug it.
