“I see a man who’s given me everything,” I say, my voice breaking with emotion. “A man who’s changed his whole world for me. A man I love more than I ever thought possible.”
“I love you, Vincent Akopov.” The words flow freely now as threads of pleasure start to wind together deep inside of me. “I love every part of you—the darkness and the light. The man you were and the man you’re becoming.”
He reaches up and tugs at the blindfold until it falls away. His eyes, when they meet mine, are blazing with an intensity that steals my breath.
“f**k that blindfold. I need to see you,” he declares hoarsely. “Need to watch you come apart for me.”
His hand slides between us and finds the spot where I need him most. I cry out.
“That’s it,” he encourages. “Let go, Rowan. Let me see you.”
I call hi
