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'God, yes,' I
say, and my stomach plummets as my world plunges into darkness. He lifts my
arms over my head and links my hands, his breath on my lips as he slides his
own hands down the length of my arms to cover my bared breasts.

'So, so, sexy,'
he whispers, tracing my lips with his tongue as he cups me.

'You make me
feel it.'

'Good.'

Robbed of my
vision, I can't anticipate his moves and his every touch is heightened. His
mouth slides down my neck, and seconds later he blows cool air over my taut,
aching nipples.

'Lick them,' I
don't know if it sounds like I'm begging or demanding, but it doesn't matter
because he sucks one of my nipples inside his open mouth. The heat hits me
first, and then the wet slide of his tongue and the graze of his teeth.

I've never been
blindfolded before, and Jesus I've been missing out. This is sensational, in
the literal sense of the word. My every sense is more tuned and acute. I almost
cry out with pleasure when he moves to suckle on my other nipple, his hand on
my jaw, his fingers resting on my bottom lip. I bite them, lick them, turned on
by the darkness and his added layer of mystery.

I feel him drag
his T-shirt over his head before he takes me in his arms and presses his naked
torso to mine. It's a shock of skin on skin, and a gasp of warm delicious intimacy.

I wish I could
see him because my hands tell me that he's something special, but I don't
remove the blindfold because wearing it is such a rush.

I jump when his
fingers slide down the side zip of my capri pants, and I don't stop him when he
lifts his mouth off me to ease my trousers down and helps me step out of them.
I stand barefoot in just my panties and blindfold, vulnerable yet not at all frightened
of him. My every instinct tells me that he isn't a threat, unless you count the
possibility of my self-combustion.

'Blue's my
favourite colour,' he lays a territorial hand over my lace covered mound as he
stands up and moves his mouth over my ear. I'm wearing new undies, deep blue
silk and french lace; I knew as soon as I slipped them on that it was the
perfect set for seduction. I'm hot between my legs, damp already, and all I
want is for him to slide his hand inside the silk and touch me properly. He
curves his fingers to really cup me there, almost raising me up onto my toes, his
fingers pressing the silk between my lips until I moan.

'I want to suck
your cock.'

The words are
mine, the surprise is his. His fingers still as mine move to unbutton his jeans,
and I feel him move to step clear of them.

I loop my arms around
his neck. 'Are you naked, Adam?'

I hear him
swallow, and then he picks up my hand and moves it to his crotch.

'Yes.'

He really didn't
need to speak to confirm his state of undress. His cock is heavy in my hand,
silk ridged evidence of his arousal. My hands tell me what my eyes cannot; he's
hung, and he's so fired up he could well burn this place down.

'Lean against
the wall,' I say, working his shaft. 'I want to keep the blindfold on for
this.'

I drop to my
knees in front of him, taking the chance to run my hands over his body. I'm
already looking forward to the time I pull this blindfold off because I know
he's going to be damn glorious.

'Holly...' his
words drift over me, quiet and then more ragged when he repeats it again as I
lick around the swollen head of his cock.

'You look so
fucking sexy on your knees.'

His hand moves
to cup the back of my head when I take him into my mouth, and I love his sounds
of pleasure and the gentle pressure of his hand as I move back and forth. He isn't
holding me there, but he isn't just stroking my hair either. When his hips
start to thrust, he groans and moves my face back between both of his hands.

'Stop, or I
won't be able to.'

I kiss my way up
his body as he helps me onto my feet, and let him lead me across the room to
the bed.

'Kneel down
again,' he says, his hand on my shoulder to guide me. I feel the softness of
the bed press against my thighs, and then I'm aware of him kneeling behind me.

'Bend forwards.'
He runs his hands over the curves of my silk clad ass, and I jump when the heat
of his mouth settles on the small of my back.

'I love the
shape of you,' he says, sliding his hands up the length of my back. 'So damn graceful.'

I relax as he
massages my shoulders, his thumbs releasing the tension knots placed there by
the pressured working day.

'And your ass,'
he rounds his hands over my cheeks as he speaks. 'So creamy. Smooth.'

He traces the
edges of my silk panties, and then pulls them down my legs, leaving them around
my knees on the carpet.

'Open your legs,
Holly.'

Fuck, I could
orgasm right this second at the sound of his voice.

'You have no
idea how sensational you look like this, baby.'

He's next to me
now, one hand in my hair, the other slipping down between my legs. I feel lewd
and sexy, spread for his pleasure, and his erect cock is solid against my
thigh.

There's no rush;
in fact I sense he's drawing this out for both of us, because there is a line
we're going to cross, and when we do I don't think either of us will have long.

He slides his
hand under my throat, and there is something in the action that tightens the
screws of my control closer to break point. There is a roughness in his
technique, deliberately so I think, because in other ways he is the most
skilled and sensual lover I've ever taken. My body is an odd mix of relaxed and
taut, finely tuned by his attentions.

He bends to kiss
the curve of my ass, moving back between my knees and spreading them as far as
he can within the silk confines of my underwear.

'I could fuck
you now,' he fingers me as he speaks, melting me into a hot mess. 'I could push
my cock hard into you and we could fuck like animals.'

He finds my clit
with his index finger, his other hand resting on my ass as I move my hips. Like
animals. I'm reminded of his words downstairs in the bar. I want it so badly
now. I want him to fuck me from behind, to hear him growl, to make me howl.

'Do it,' I say,
bunching up the bed sheets in my fists as he plays with my clit. 'God Adam,
please do it now.'

'You have no
idea how much I want to,' he whispers, and his cock slides in the slickness
between the cheeks of my ass. He's a movement away from fucking me, and just
when I think he can't do anything but thrust, he moves, lifting me.

'Where are we
going?'

He doesn't
speak, but when a few seconds later he twists and the shower gushes into life,
I realise we're in the bathroom.

'You can take
the blindfold off anytime you like,' he reminds me, but for now I leave it
because this has just skipped up to a while new level of trust and a whole new
level of erotic.

He tugs me under
the shower and the hot spray of water hits my breasts.

'I knew you'd
look like this,' he whispers, pinning me against the glass and slicking my wet
hair back with his fingers. There's an edge in his voice, an urgency that tells
me how much he's into this. Very much. He's goddamn loving this every bit as
much as I am.

He soaps my body,
slippery warm attention, and finally his hand moves between my legs and touches
me. His tongue is in my mouth, his other hand anchored in my hair at the back
of my neck, and I wrap my leg around his thigh.

His cock strains
between us, and when I reach down and slide him between the slickness of my
folds he breathes hard and then suddenly surges himself into me without
warning. I say his name in shock, reaching for his broad shoulders to steady
myself. He holds me in place with his hips, his hand pushed into my hair as he
kisses me, openmouthed, our faces drenched under the stream of water.

I'm done with
the blindfold, push it up and off so I can drink him in as we do this. His eyes
are open and laden with lust, and the knowing, excited look I see there makes
me claw his shoulders. I cling to him, moving on him, watching his green eyes
fill with urgent need as he slowly loses his control.

I'm glad now
that we didn't fuck like animals. We could have, we were so close to it, but
this wet, slippery, steamy sex is so much hotter.

Every bang of
his hips brings me nearer to my climax, and the way that he's holding my face
and kissing me is so goddamn gorgeous that I want it to go on and on. It
doesn't; it can’t, because we are right on the edge and one last slam of his
body into mine is all it takes. I shout out, wrapping my body onto his as he
jerks. He closes his eyes and puts his head back as he comes, agony and pure
elated relief written across his face in invisible marker pen.

My heart is
still banging out of my chest when he opens his eyes and looks down at me, and
I'm struck all over again with how beautiful he is, and how lucky I am. I hold
him for a while, soap his shoulders just for the pleasure of prolonging the best
shower of my life.

I wake just
before dawn, and he's spooned around me, his breath steady on my ear.

'Rita,' he
murmurs. A half asleep laugh thickens his voice. 'Bitch.'

I laugh softly
too, my eyes still closed. I hope he never tells his mother. 'You probably
shouldn't have said we were going to fuck like animals.'

'They deserved
it.'

I don't argue.
They probably did. I lean over the bed and mess around in my handbag, then lie
back in his arms.

'Happy
anniversary,' I whisper.

I press his
wedding ring into his hand and then slip my own back onto my ring finger. 'Same
place next year?'

His hand moves
to my hip and pulls me against him. 'Every year, baby. Every year.'

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