MAEVE HAWTHORN.
The feeling of something cold between my legs caused my eyes to flutter open slowly and I would have forgotten that I couldn’t see anything if it wasn’t for the blindfold still covering my eyes.
The sound of rain had stopped which brought me to the knowledge that the rain had probably stopped falling. I could feel Enzo’s cold hands between my legs, fondling my inner thigh and I drew in a sharp breath.
What time is it now? How long have I been asleep for?
“Did you rest well?” He asked and I nodded slowly since the ball gag in my mouth couldn’t have possibly let me express myself the way I wanted to.
“Alright then, let’s pick up from where we stopped, shall we?” He sounded happy, a little too excited even and since my body had recovered a little, the excitement rubbed of
