His eyes were penetrating through mine. Barely a sliver of
the jade green color was visible. His hands, which still wore thick leather
cuffs around his wrists, were pinning my arms above my head, keeping me from
touching him. He licked his lips, rolling his hips again and making me even
wetter.
“Do you trust me?” he asked.
I nodded, trusting him more than I probably should.
“Say it, out loud, that you trust me, Bella,” he said, his
voice deepening and his hips thrusting against my sex. I could feel how aroused
he was through his dress pants. He wanted me. With a growl, he pulled back,
staring into my eyes. “Do you trust me?”
“I trust you,” I whispered, wanting to feel the heaviness of
his body over me again.
He smiled, slow and seductive. “Don’t move,” he commanded,
pressing my hands above my head. I bit my lip as he got up off the bed, walking
to his pile of clothing. He grabbed a couple of things from the pile. When he
walked back, I saw he had his tie, a black blindfold and a handful a condoms in
his hands. He looked at me, eyes dancing with desire, lust and unadulterated
want. However, he was still wearing his dress pants.
And it was quite obvious that I had left a mess on his crotch from my own arousal.
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