AllFreeNovel
Share Us
He reaches for the loosened tie around his neck, slipping it off. He comes closer to me, straddling my naked hips, and slips the loop over my head until it covers my eyes. “Wh-what are you doing?” I couldn’t hide the shake in my voice if I tried.
He doesn’t answer right away. Instead, he leans back. I feel him move across the mattress and his weight disappears. Panic blazes through me, my panic surging that he’s left me like this. Then music plays.
My body sags into the mattress as the seductive sounds flow around me, drawing me into the music. Rough fingers trail over my calf, then up my thigh, slipping to the inside. “That’s it,Sunflower. I want you out of your head. The blindfold is to force you to feel. And I’ve seen what this beautiful body does when it gets lost in music. The belt… well, I want you desperate, but I also want your words. All of them.” A stuttered breath tears through my lips, and I hear him chuckle. “Get lost, Casey.” His hands travel up both my thighs, kneading the tense muscles until they relax. “That’s it. Just listen and feel.” My heart skips when I feel his warm breath against my belly. I clench hard when a finger slips inside me. “Feels good, doesn’t it, baby?” His lips nip at the soft skin of my belly. Rough stubble grazes my skin as he nips every inch.
His finger works at a slow, tormenting pace, but with every stroke, my legs spread a little wider. Heat spears deep in my belly when his tongue flicks my sensitive clit, making my hips buck against him. He laps at the needy bundle of nerves so leisurely that I feel like I might cry. It throbs so much it’s painful, and he’s only just begun.
He adds another finger, and I wince from the intrusive stretch. Discomfort replaces the pleasure for several breaths, but soon it returns, and my hips move as I try to get what I need. When his lips wrap around my clit, sucking it hard, I moan softly, almost rejoicing.
Pleasure builds, and my walls begin to spasm. Electricity trickles down my spine, my body shaking as I teeter on the edge about to combust.
Then his fingers and lips are gone. I cry out, not even sure what I’m asking for, but I get no response. His weight still dips the bed, and his scent still lingers around me, but he’s quiet and unmoving, making me doubt if he’s here or if my imagination is running wild.
I yank my arms, testing the limits. When they stay firmly in place, I know I’m not imagining this, but then why did he stop?
I feel him hovering over my body, his delicious heat engulfing me as his lips brush the skin of my neck. “I won’t have totakeanything, will I, Sunflower? You’re going to give it all to me.” His mouth trails lower, reaching my breast. He nips and sucks, then draws my aching nipple into his mouth. His teeth graze the peaked bud, making me shudder. Fingers dip, once again, to my core, stroking slow and rhythmically, but the friction isn’t nearly enough. I try to grind into him, but he doesn’t allow it.
Over and over, he brings me to the edge, then pulls it away until tears stream down my face. I’m panting and desperate. The only thing I can think of is coming. It’s not a want. It’s a need. I feel like I’ll die if he doesn’t let me.
“Gr-Graham?”
I feel him lift his head from between my legs. I wish I could see him. Touch him. Anything because feeling has become too much.
“Do you need something, Sunflower?” I hear the amusement in his tone, and for once in my life, feeling like someone is entertained at my expense doesn’t make me want to melt into the shadows.
I nod my head, answering his question without words, knowing he won’t be satisfied until I say it. But the words still won’t come. His thumb brushes over my hypersensitive clit, and I cry out. “Tell me, Casey. Say it. Either tell me to stop or tell me to fuck you.”
Another brush over my clit, and the words tumble out.
Graham
Please,please,Graham, fuck me.”
I sit up with a grin, my cock harder than diamonds. Edging has never been my thing, but in this case, it’s been worth every minute to hear those words fall from her sweet little mouth, watching her writhe and squirm until she’s begging for me to fill her. It’s a magnificent sight. One I could get used to.
And goddamn, she is a fucking beauty, tied to the bed and blindfolded, completely at my mercy. It’s been an effort not to come in my fucking pants just from the sight.
I reach up, removing the blindfold from her eyes. Her lashes, heavy with moisture, stick together. Bright blue eyes filled with lust, need, and anguish stare at me, pleading. I swipe away the tears still streaming down her cheeks with my thumb then bring it to her pretty mouth. Tugging her bottom lip, I slip it between her teeth. Her lips wrap around the digit, and my dick pulses behind my zipper.
Just a fucking minute, asshole. You’ll have your turn.
My thumb pulls from her mouth with a pop, and I consider undoing her hands, then decide to give her more of a tease.
I climb from the bed and stand at the side, taking my time as I release the buttons of my shirt and untuck it, but don’t immediately remove it. Instead, I reach into my pocket, grab my wallet, and retrieve a condom, tossing it on the bed next to her. She stares at the plastic package, swallowing hard.
If a fucking condom ruins this, I may throw myself off the fucking roof.
“Eyes over here, Sunflower.” Those sapphires swing to me as I unbutton my pants and lower the zipper.
Hesitation squeezes my chest. I’m almost ready to fuck her with my clothes on because if she sees my dick, she might freak out and decide coming around my cock isn’t worth it. Then what’s under my shirt might make her realize I’m more than a little obsessed with her.
“Graham,” she squirms on the bed, pulling at the belt. “Please.”
Fuck it.Ready or not, Sunflower, here I come.
The shirt goes first, and even though she saw me the other night, she was too drunk to notice much, so I smirk when her blue eyes trail every inch, growing bigger as they trace the definition of my abs. “I’m feeling objectified, Sunflower,” I tease, wanting her eyes on me when my pants hit the floor. A cute flush brightens her cheeks as her gaze snaps to mine, but of course, when the pants and boxer briefs hit the floor, her eyes drop along with her mouth.
The haze of lust is still there, but the panic is back, too. “Wh-what’s that?”
