Coconut. Coconut. Coconut. I chanted the word in my mind so I wouldn’t forget as he wrapped his hands around my waist and lifted me to sit on the edge of the table as if I weighed no more than a feather. Which was a joke. I had a nice big ass and nice big breasts, and I made no apologies for either.
“You’re mine, now, mate.” He reached beneath the table and pulled a blindfold from somewhere. Held it up so it dangled between us. “May I?”
Queen Leah’s story of being taken by her three mates while blindfolded popped into my head, and I nodded in agreement before he’d finished asking the question. Hell, yeah.
The world disappeared until all I felt was the soft table beneath me, the movement of his fingers as he tied the cloth at the back of my head.
The table’s surface felt like smooth lin
