FARIDA’S PULSE ZIGZAGGED. Would he like it? She stared down at the new underwear she’d purchased yesterday afternoon. She’d never worn something like this before. Buying it had been Alera’s idea. Would Kurt like his surprise?
Her gaze left her body and went to him. He was sitting in a chair, in a short-sleeved t-shirt and boxers, his wrists bound to the arms of the chair with two scarves, another scarf covering his eyes. Gosh, tying him up and blindfolding him had been Alera’s idea too. But he hadn’t minded... so far.
“Babe, I’m waiting.” He called out, white teeth glimmering.
Well, it was now or never. Farida shrugged off her silk dressing gown and let it sink to the carpet of Kurt’s bedroom. She dragged in a deep breath and her hands ripped off the scarf around his head.
Kurt’s gaze
