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him, seemingly innocent. “Whose fantasy is this again?”
“Oh, this is all yours, sweetheart. I am simply trying to make this the best possible experience for you,” he said as he reached forward and caressed her cheek.
He watched as she sucked on her bottom lip, the image reignited his cock. She didn’t have a clue how sexy she really was. Discreetly, he pushed down on his shaft in the hopes that the pain would keep him from coming in his pants. Being dry for a while 40
was certainly helping his recovery time, but now that his libido had been unleashed it didn’t want to stop. He needed to get things moving along quickly before he made a fool of himself.
“I think the first thing we should do is to give you a little massage. How does that sound?”
Again Jenna didn’t respond. She couldn’t keep constant eye contact, her gaze flicking from his face to his chest, and momentarily peeking lower.
“You minx. We’ll get to that later. For now, let’s start with this.”
Ben got up and moved around to the back of the chair so Jenna couldn’t see what he was doing without twisting around.
“Close your eyes,” he whispered above her head.
Jenna squeezed her eyes shut. The blackness didn’t offer any relief from the sensation overload she was experiencing. When his fingers caressed her shoulder, her eyes opened automatically.
“Now that’s not going to work. If you can’t listen to my requests, we’ll have to do something about that.”
A black silk mask suddenly dangled in front of her eyes.
“Where did that come from?”
Ben placed a kiss on her temple. “My secret. Besides, it’s more fun if you don’t know what’s coming.”
Her mind spun in indecision. This went beyond her fantasy.
“Apples?” he asked softly.
She was able to turn her head enough to see he was serious. Ben may be a pain in the ass, but he was also true to his word. The realization helped her relax.
“I trust you.” And gods help her she did. “Go ahead.”
He hesitated for only a brief second before sliding the mask over her eyes and plunging her world into darkness.
“Now where was I?”
Jenna jumped again at his touch. She couldn’t help it. Her skin tingled under his touch as he traced a figure eight across her shoulders. There, then gone. Quickly replaced by the warmth of his large hands. His palms were warm, the skin rougher than her own. The steady kneading of her shoulder muscles relaxed her. She dropped her chin to her chest to give him better access. He moved his hands lower. The muscles of her upper back relished his attentions, sending a shiver down her back. She groaned.
“This,” he tugged at the edge of her dress, “is getting in my way.”
The heat of his skin disappeared. Her skin seemed to absorb the vibration from her shoulder strap being untied. Cool air nipped at her superheated flesh as it was exposed.
Her nipple puckered, now available for him to see. The other tie soon followed the first and the entire top of her dress fell forward. Jenna held her breath and waited for what 41
Ben was going to do next.
Nothing.
She tried to sit up, tried to cover her chest, but the restraints held her still.
“Ben?”
The rustle of clothing being thrown to the floor finally reached her. Relax. He was getting more comfortable. At least, she hoped that’s what he was doing.
“Ben?”
In a flash his body heat washed over her again. He leaned in and his tongue lapped her breast. Jenna jerked her arms to grab Ben’s head but was stopped yet again. She groaned and twisted her hips against his unrelenting teasing.
“Do you like that?” he asked, lightly nipping at her nipple.
He didn’t wait for an answer. He moved his mouth to her other breast while his fingers continued to tease her. Jenna bucked her hips and managed to wrap her legs around his waist. She pulled him closer to her and relished the feeling of his naked back against her bare legs.
“Next time I’ll tie those as
“Oh, this is all yours, sweetheart. I am simply trying to make this the best possible experience for you,” he said as he reached forward and caressed her cheek.
He watched as she sucked on her bottom lip, the image reignited his cock. She didn’t have a clue how sexy she really was. Discreetly, he pushed down on his shaft in the hopes that the pain would keep him from coming in his pants. Being dry for a while 40
was certainly helping his recovery time, but now that his libido had been unleashed it didn’t want to stop. He needed to get things moving along quickly before he made a fool of himself.
“I think the first thing we should do is to give you a little massage. How does that sound?”
Again Jenna didn’t respond. She couldn’t keep constant eye contact, her gaze flicking from his face to his chest, and momentarily peeking lower.
“You minx. We’ll get to that later. For now, let’s start with this.”
Ben got up and moved around to the back of the chair so Jenna couldn’t see what he was doing without twisting around.
“Close your eyes,” he whispered above her head.
Jenna squeezed her eyes shut. The blackness didn’t offer any relief from the sensation overload she was experiencing. When his fingers caressed her shoulder, her eyes opened automatically.
“Now that’s not going to work. If you can’t listen to my requests, we’ll have to do something about that.”
A black silk mask suddenly dangled in front of her eyes.
“Where did that come from?”
Ben placed a kiss on her temple. “My secret. Besides, it’s more fun if you don’t know what’s coming.”
Her mind spun in indecision. This went beyond her fantasy.
“Apples?” he asked softly.
She was able to turn her head enough to see he was serious. Ben may be a pain in the ass, but he was also true to his word. The realization helped her relax.
“I trust you.” And gods help her she did. “Go ahead.”
He hesitated for only a brief second before sliding the mask over her eyes and plunging her world into darkness.
“Now where was I?”
Jenna jumped again at his touch. She couldn’t help it. Her skin tingled under his touch as he traced a figure eight across her shoulders. There, then gone. Quickly replaced by the warmth of his large hands. His palms were warm, the skin rougher than her own. The steady kneading of her shoulder muscles relaxed her. She dropped her chin to her chest to give him better access. He moved his hands lower. The muscles of her upper back relished his attentions, sending a shiver down her back. She groaned.
“This,” he tugged at the edge of her dress, “is getting in my way.”
The heat of his skin disappeared. Her skin seemed to absorb the vibration from her shoulder strap being untied. Cool air nipped at her superheated flesh as it was exposed.
Her nipple puckered, now available for him to see. The other tie soon followed the first and the entire top of her dress fell forward. Jenna held her breath and waited for what 41
Ben was going to do next.
Nothing.
She tried to sit up, tried to cover her chest, but the restraints held her still.
“Ben?”
The rustle of clothing being thrown to the floor finally reached her. Relax. He was getting more comfortable. At least, she hoped that’s what he was doing.
“Ben?”
In a flash his body heat washed over her again. He leaned in and his tongue lapped her breast. Jenna jerked her arms to grab Ben’s head but was stopped yet again. She groaned and twisted her hips against his unrelenting teasing.
“Do you like that?” he asked, lightly nipping at her nipple.
He didn’t wait for an answer. He moved his mouth to her other breast while his fingers continued to tease her. Jenna bucked her hips and managed to wrap her legs around his waist. She pulled him closer to her and relished the feeling of his naked back against her bare legs.
“Next time I’ll tie those as
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