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“You got it.”

I’m lifted with ease and brought to the right, at least I think it’s the right. He spun me around, then lowered me back to standing on two feet. The lounge chair scrapes along the side of my calf as I’m brought down. He listened. I hear his pants drop to the ground, before my shorts are being pulled slowly down my legs.

Very slowly he lowers them, inch by inch, taking his time. A brush of his lips ascends on my hip, along with his hot breath coating me. All my worries are tucked away. Another kiss and scrape of his teeth on the opposite hip and I’m swaying to his touch. Any doubt I had is stripped from my mind. He grabs my ass to steady me and digs his fingers in, keeping me in place while he worships my skin.

My shorts fall the rest of the way down as his tongue moves up, finding my center.

Instinctively, I reach out to grab his silky hair. I’m imagining the look of his blonde curls as I dig my fingers through them. Silky waves that spill down from the top of his head over the shaved sides to hit his ears, when they’re not in that ridiculous man bun that has actually grown on me.

My breath is harsh and labored as I moan to his touch. This is exactly what I wasn’t getting, someone else’s full, undivided attention. All his focus is on me. He’s determined and devoted to getting me off, with no concern for himself.

It’s what has been missing with the others. I’ve been missing this man’s experienced tongue and his attention to every detail with his thick fingers and rough mouth.

My orgasm peaks at his touch, but he pulls away before I can reach the top. After removing my sweater, he raises my body and carefully lowers me on top of him before bringing my tank top down to my stomach and freeing my breasts.

I check first and confirm the condom is on. He laughs, but I don’t take any chances.

It’s quiet except for our soft moans and the faint sounds of the movie. Both of us are holding back with soft grunts to not make too much noise.

His hands stay firm on my ass as he guides each thrust. I don’t need the guidance, but it’s appreciated when my body's giving in and straining from the exertion.

My blindfold must’ve slipped, or I put it on wrong. As I tilt my head back, I’m able to see out the sliver in the bottom. I catch Luca staring at me. His eyes roam lovingly over my body as he bites his lip, taking all of me in and admiring every inch. He leans forward and licks my hard nipple before sucking it between his teeth, sending goosebumps all over my sweating skin.

When he looks up, our eyes meet for the briefest second. His bright blue eyes are full of desire and lust for me. I feel every bit rushing through me. I quickly closed my eyes, but that brief second of the connection we had was enough to send me full over the edge.

I cry out, gasping with a high-pitched moan, before crashing and collapsing into him.

And I fucked up.

I gave in and had sex with Luca while blindfolded. I fucked up that, but that’s not what I’m talking about.

My orgasm erupted from that one glance I got of him, and he hadn’t come yet. It would be fine, but I’m not one for taking without giving.

I’m spent, lying on top of him to catch my breath and he’s running his hands all over me. Charging me up to be ready to go again.

I could go a second round, riding his thick cock on the chair. Maybe change positions, let him take me while I lean over the table that’s somewhere out here. I could do that, but after seeing his face, I can’t. I won’t be able to take it. Here is where I fucked up.

I made eye contact.

Another intimate moment of him thrusting inside me will ruin me. This can’t happen again. It could’ve been avoided if I didn’t peek out my blindfold or if I just held it all in a few seconds longer for him to come with me.

There’s only one thing to do.

There’s much more than one thing I could do, but like I said, I’m a giver.

He’s about to lift me, ready for more, ready to get his, but I tamper that down by slowly lowering myself over his body, running my tongue and scraping my teeth along his hard muscles. I remove his semi-filled condom and I’m about to get my mouth around his tip when his firm hand pulls my chin up.

His fingers dig into my jaw as he fiercely presses his lips onto mine. Rough, strong lips smashing into me. His tongue pushes inside and swirls around my own.

I pull back, but his firm grip keeps my head in place as he breaks apart from me.

“Kandace, if you're going to do that, I want your eyes on me. I want you to see what you're wrapping those pretty pink lips on.” His thumb rubs over my mouth. “I want you to see the pleasure you're pulling from me. I don’t think we’re there yet.”

I shake my head and swallow down the fear of what he’s saying.

I don’t want to remove my blindfold. That and his words frighten me more than that movie playing inside.“Yet.”As if we will be one day. As if he knows this isn’t the last time.

It is. It has to be.

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