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Longer than that if I have my way, but I simply nod.
"Okay."
Predatory satisfaction settles deep inside me. "Take off your clothes."
She doesn't ask any questions, or demur with a false sense of modesty. Not my beautiful, adventurous lover.
Lucia unbuttons the front of her jumpsuit and then slides down a hidden zipper before pushing it off her shoulders and down her body to pool around her feet. She's wearing a black lace bra and panties under the crimson red jumpsuit.
Reaching out, I unclip the front closure of the bra with a flick of my wrist. The stretchy lace separates and her gorgeous tits spill out in all their glory. Looking like perfect little raspberries, her nipples are already hard and flushed with blood.
"You are beautiful,eromenis mou." My mouth waters to taste her sweet raspberry peaks.
She slides the boy short panties that leave half of her ass bare down her thighs and then steps out of them and the jumpsuit. She's so graceful, she manages to keep her sexy black heels on and stands before me naked except for them.
She knows seeing her in only her heels turns me on. Not that I need anything more than her presence, but the way they make her legs look a mile long makes my cock surge painfully against the zipper of my jeans.
"Lift your arms and put your hands out." My voice is low and guttural.
Her small, elegant hands rise putting her wrists exactly where I want them. I run my fingertips down her arms and she shudders.
"So damn responsive."
"To you."
I like the implication she wasn't like this for the man she married. Shoving thoughts that make me murderous away, I buckle a cuff on one of her wrists and then do the other.
The lightweight chain between them is about six inches long, preventing immediate strain on her shoulders from the cuffs.
Lifting the sleep mask, I ask, "Are you ready?"
"Yes." Her voice is barely above a whisper, but it does not waver.
I put the blindfold on her, running my fingers through the silky strands of her hair after tightening the sleep mask so it will not slide off.
Wrapping the long tresses around my fist, I gently tug Lucia toward me. "We're going upstairs."
"Okay."
Bending down, I grab her clothes and hand them to her. "Hold these."
She curls her bound hands upward, tucking the clothing between her forearms and her torso.
I adjust the position of her arms so her breasts are completely unfettered and then guide my sun out of her office by my hold on her hair.
LUCIA
The darkness behind the blindfold is not absolute, but it doesn't have to be. I can't see anything. No shapes. No obstacles in our path. Not where we are going. Not the expression on Atlas's face.
I'm so wet, my thighs are slippery. Just from having my wrists restrained and the blindfold put on me. Atlas's hold on my hair only adds to my arousal.
The hand not guiding me cups my breast, tweaking my nipple and I gasp.
"Is your pussy wet for me?" he asks, his mouth near my ear.
Moaning, I nod.
"Use your words,eromenis mou."
