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I pressed my hands flat against it. A padded surface. And I felt his hands on my hips. His fingers slipping under the edge of my panties, then sliding them down. All the way to my ankles.
“Step out of these.”
I stepped out of the panties as he pulled them off.
“Kneel down on the floor, on either side of it.”
I felt the padded surface to its edges. It wasn’t very wide. I realized, it was one of his weight benches, set low to the floor. I did as I was told, kneeling on either side of it on the mat on the floor, with the bench between my legs.
“Lean forward, until you’re lying on your chest.”
I lay forward, trying to relax against the bench. Hyperaware in the darkness that my ass was bare, my knees were spread, and I was bent over, right in front of him. And he could see everything. By candlelight, but still.
I felt him move away a little bit, and then return. He touched my hip lightly, applying pressure like he wanted me to lift my hips.
“Lift up, pretty girl. I’ve got a pillow for you.”
I lifted my hips and he slid the pillow underneath as my heart thumped its hungry, desperate rhythm. I settled onto the pillow. Comfortable, but now my ass was tipped up toward him even more, my thighs forced open a little wider so my knees could reach the floor.
“Perfect,” he murmured, and that low, sultry voice of his ran through me like a warm current. “You’re going to be here for a while. I want you to relax into it. You’re going to orgasm here. A lot.”
I swallowed the saliva that was filling my mouth.
His voice. The darkness.
The anticipation.
My body, hot all over.
“The blinds are closed,” he told me. “It’s just you and me.” Only then did I realize I’d never even noticed if the blinds all along his giant windows were open or not. “But you’ll be keeping that blindfold on.”
He was hovering above me. He wasn’t touching me, but I could feel how close he was. His hungry energy. His heat.
“The only one who gets to watch this,” he said softly, “is me.”
The way he said that, so… possessively…
It made me gush. I was so wet, already, and I didn’t even know if he was planning to fuck me or what.
I was sure he was aware of that. As much information as he was giving me, he was leaving me with even more questions. Leaving me guessing.
“Are you ready for my hands?”
“No,” I said nervously.
He chuckled under his breath. “I think you’re going to like it, Jolie.”
I almost giggled. The euphoria was hitting me so hard, already. “I meant yes.”
Then he slapped me; my right ass cheek. Not super hard, but hard enough to sting a little. I gasped, tensing. His hand lingered, large and hot… squeezing slowly, making me melt as the shock and the warmth lapped through me.
Then he did it again.
And he was right. I did like it.
I liked it a lot.
“Warm, Jolie?” he asked me, after the third time his hand slapped my ass and he squeezed, hard.
