Blindness
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Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult +
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,549
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Blindness
*** Author's Note ***
A little something for Shinelle, aka Nelly. For giving me my first ever review and plenty of support.
***
A simple touch to my jaw stirs emotions like a sudden breeze through a mist. Warmth caresses my cheek as I tilt my head towards the unseen hand. Gentle sighs escape almost subconsciously as soft fingers continue their exploration. Soft silk covers my eyes and wraps around my head tightly. Hands fidgeting, the rules of the game resound once again; no touching, yet.
The unseen weight on my hips shifts as she moves forward, my tormentor and lover. Her hands clasp behind me, lips brushing against mine and biting gently. Our bodies press together as we continue to kiss, tongues fighting for dominance.
She pulls back. Heavy breathes the only sound in the room, save the soft ticking of a clock. Swift, certain hands pull at my shirt, undoing buttons. Those same hands trace the outlines of muscles and tease nipples hungrily. Blindly, I reach toward the arms that caress me, feather light touches raising goosebumps as I go. Pleasurable pain erupts from my nipple due to a swift tug. "Who said you could touch?" A playful tone, voice thick with lust. Firm hands grasp my wrists, pulling them behind her.
The scrape of fabric on flesh is loud in the room, the cool cotton of her blouse brushes my arms as she flings it aside. My hands move gently to her hips, long legs resting along side mine.
A little something for Shinelle, aka Nelly. For giving me my first ever review and plenty of support.
***
A simple touch to my jaw stirs emotions like a sudden breeze through a mist. Warmth caresses my cheek as I tilt my head towards the unseen hand. Gentle sighs escape almost subconsciously as soft fingers continue their exploration. Soft silk covers my eyes and wraps around my head tightly. Hands fidgeting, the rules of the game resound once again; no touching, yet.
The unseen weight on my hips shifts as she moves forward, my tormentor and lover. Her hands clasp behind me, lips brushing against mine and biting gently. Our bodies press together as we continue to kiss, tongues fighting for dominance.
She pulls back. Heavy breathes the only sound in the room, save the soft ticking of a clock. Swift, certain hands pull at my shirt, undoing buttons. Those same hands trace the outlines of muscles and tease nipples hungrily. Blindly, I reach toward the arms that caress me, feather light touches raising goosebumps as I go. Pleasurable pain erupts from my nipple due to a swift tug. "Who said you could touch?" A playful tone, voice thick with lust. Firm hands grasp my wrists, pulling them behind her.
The scrape of fabric on flesh is loud in the room, the cool cotton of her blouse brushes my arms as she flings it aside. My hands move gently to her hips, long legs resting along side mine.