Ariah pov
I could feel my heart pounding out of my chest as Dexter approached with a silk scarf in his hand. I can't help the excitement that bubbles inside of me after the pleasure they gave me the other night. I have been craving more.
I know it's wrong to want them to control me, but something about it make heat rise from within.
Dexter places the material over my eyes and ties a firm knot at the back of my head. Even with my sight gone, I can sense his body near, and i try to tune in to the sound of his breathing.
Slowly, I feel Dexters' fingertips gliding up and down my arms, making my skin prickle from his touch. He continues sliding his hands over my back, pushing me forward so I'm laying on my stomach.
I feel the heat of his palm as it caresses my a*se before landing a ha
