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Raising her arms in the air, she puts her hands behind her head, interlocking her fingers together. Takes a deep breath. And waits. Hearing me come closer, bootsteps on the hardwoods, she gives a little shiver.
Anticipation?
I pull the box from my pocket, lifting the necklace from where it’s nestled in the red velvet. “I have something for you.” I take her hands, lowering them to her sides so I can put the necklace on her.
“Ooh! What is it?—”
“Shh.” I slip the cold metal chain around her neck. “No talking.”
She fingers the pendant, a little silver medallion embossed with her initials. KPB. The B she will now get to keep forever. Her face lights up and she looks up at me, smiling. Silently, she mouths the words, “I love it.”
I pull the blindfold from my other pocket. “I’m going to tie this silk blindfold over your eyes then leave. So you can get into the right mindset. Because right now, I’m not so sure you’re ready.”
She shivers as I drag the cool silk over her bare skin. Carefully, I cover her eyes, tying the ends of the scarf in a knot at the back of her head. I lift her arms, joining her hands behind her head. “You ready?”
She gives a little nod, her ponytail swinging over her shoulders. I make sure she’s sitting there, hands behind her head, ass on her heels. I leave her there to gather herself. To get in the right headspace for what we’re about to do.
I go downstairs. Have a drink. Listen to the quiet of the house. When I go back upstairs, I let my boots fall a little heavier than necessary on each stair tread. I enter the room, taking her in.
Her shoulders are shaking. Is she crying? Did I leave her too long? Have I pushed her too far? I’d never forgive myself if my dark scars, my desire for her submission, left some imprint of hurt on her.
I get closer, listening for tears. It doesn’t sound like she’s crying. Wait—is that…laughing?
“Are you… giggling?” I ask.
She laughs, deep from her belly. “I’m not laughing! Sorry. I’m trying to be serious.”
I give the end of her ponytail a gentle tug. “You’re supposed to submit to my every demand. I don’t remember telling you to think this is funny.”
She shrugs her shoulders. “When have I ever done that? Submitted to your every demand?” A second round of giggles ensues.
“Never.” I let her ponytail go, watching it swish over her shoulders. “And it’s infuriating.”
This is useless. I untie the back of the silk ties, uncover her eyes, and let the blindfold fall to the rug.
“Am I really that infuriating?” She looks up at me with those Broadway-blue eyes and she’s so beautiful, sitting there, I almost pull a damn Frosty the Snowman, give up completely on this scene, and melt.
“Not really, I guess,” I say. “It’s often adorable. Like right now.” I run a hand over her shoulder. The sudden need to be inside her rises up inside me. “Let’s call it and just go to bed.”
“No, no! I want to do it.” She takes a deep breath, settling back into position. “Okay, let me try this again.”
There’s a warmth creeping up in my chest. I love how much she wants to please me. And she does, so much. Not by trying sexy things. Just by being her.
And by loving me.
“No,” I say, grabbing her around the waist. “Let’s do this your way.” She laughs as I stand her up. She watches, desire filling her expression as I tear off my clothes, then I pull her onto the bed, over my chest.
It feels so good to be naked together, in our shared bedroom, all our family knowing about and supporting our love. She climbs over me, her favorite position, and slowly lowers herself onto my cock.
“My God, girl, do you get sexier every day?” I fondle her breasts, rolling her already peaked nipples between my fingers. I bring my hips up, high and hard just like she likes. Her back arches, a hand going to her throat as she lets out an intoxicating moan.
She’s too sexy like this, I need to be on top of her. I grab her hips, staying buried inside her while I roll her over onto her back. “Hey, I thought I was in charge,” she laughs.
“Never.” I grab her ass, digging my fingertips into her soft curves. I roll my hips forward, thrusting inside so deep her laugh chokes off.
“Oh, God.” Her head tilts to the side and I take the opportunity to trail kisses down the side of her neck. I go lower, taking her breast in my mouth, sucking. Her pussy tightens around my cock.
She wraps her arms around my neck, her thighs around my waist. I hold her ass, one luscious cheek in each hand, and we focus on building our way up to that magical peak. It’s taken time and a lot of practice—which neither of us mind—to get to the place where we can orgasm at the same time.
