His fingers kept flipping gently over her curves. She was naked in his arms. Her skin glowed faintly under the dim light, the heat between them building like a flame stoked by every lingering touch. What else could be as rich as this? He enjoyed every inch of her skin, making her dive into pleasure.
All he did was do her rough. Make her ruffle up her screams. Her cries filled the silence of the night, bouncing off the walls as if the house itself was a witness to their unrestrained passion. Make her beg for pleasure—the way she would love to beg. And she did love it. She begged, and she got it.
“Do you want me to let you go free?” he whispered into her ears, unable to look into her eyes due to the blindfold. His hot breath caressed her sensitive skin, sending shivers down her spine.
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