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It’s dark and I’m against the wall. I refused to open my eyes . The blindfold was thick enough to block any visual but I kept my eyes shut rather tightly. He’s crawling under my skin, every spot he touches keeps burning. I shouldn’t. That was all that kept ringing in my head but my body betrayed me. I wore a short black dress. Underneath, was a black G-string. My boobs were bare as I decided against wearing a bra. The moment I stepped into his abode, I felt naked as he eye-fucked me but now, I could feel myself melting . All the control I had mustered was useless when it came to him, one comment from him and I’d feel some amount of liquid threaten to soak my panties. He was underneath my dress now, carefully positioned on my G-spot, my pussy pulsing at his very touch. He’s muttering something but I can’t focus. All I knew was that I’d almost completely given up control, I did not want him to stop. Tried catching on to his words, he’s whispering directly into my ears now, the only word I grab on to is “...mine “. He’s caressing my clits as he nibbles on my left ear. His free hand, originally on my waist, slides down to grab my round ass. I want to hold him, there’s one last thread of control, if I do, I’d be re-igniting the fire. He’s on my neck now, his fingers are inside my pussy , causing me to shudder as he teases my neck. He kisses my forehead, cheeks, nose and then, nothing. He had stopped fingering me but his fingers were well in place. I feel his breath against my face. As abruptly as he’d stopped, his lips crashed into mine. It was then I realized, my hands were balled, my nails digging into my palms. That was me restraining myself from holding him but as I tasted him, it dawned on me how unsuccessful that attempt was. I loosened my grip and he guides them, placing around his neck. Deepening the kiss, he removes his fingers from my pussy and peels off my dress. Now, I’m literally bare. I want it all. He’s muttering something but I signal to him not to. He’s still clothed. This isn’t my first time with him but somehow my body is always excited. He circles around my nipples, taking his time. I understood why, I didn’t want to rush anything either. This was to be our last. I could feel a tear. Get a grip, Cortana. It was almost like he was thinking the same thing because I felt him shiver. Leaning in, I trace his lips, kiss him gently and pull back. I shouldn’t, I reminded myself. It happened fast, he pushes me on the bed. “Whore”, I hear him say, I smile and moan. For a brief moment, I thought he was softening up. We were in love once, we didn’t fall out. We just decided it wasn’t love. Confusing, right?. That’s exactly how our relationship was. So, to avoid any form of complications, hurt or jealousy, this was best. I’d be relocating in a week’s time and he’d be married in a month.
I’m on the bed, he kisses me again and I feel him take off my blindfold.
“What are you doing, Jace?”, I’m stunned.
“Shhhhhhhh”, he motioned. I couldn’t open my eyes, didn’t want to look at him. I’d drown in seconds.
“ I want to watch you while I feast on that pussy baby”, he continued and I relax a bit. His amazing tongue teasing my belly button and I shiver. He knows what he does to me. He knows he’s the only one that can make me react this way. He knows he owns me no matter how far I stray. I’m biting on my lips, I feel a torrent. I feel his eyes on me, enjoying the reaction I’m giving to his tongue-tease.
