two times, I've been impatient. Today, I'm taking my time.
Stella wipes the sweat from her forehead. She's still panting, but she looks ready for more.
I run my fingers through the mess of her hair.
"Tell me what else you want."
She glances at my crotch and starts to reach for it. I grip her wrist.
"I meant what you want me to do to you," I tell her before pressing my lips against her palm. I trace the fine lines on her skin with the tip of my tongue.
"You mean apart from fucking me?" she asks with a grin.
I chuckle. She really has grown bold.
"Yes."
She falls silent, her eyebrows furrowed.
As I wait for her answer, I realize she still has a tear at the corner of her eye. I wipe it with the pad of my thumb and another realization comes to me.
Well, more of a recollection than a realization. That entry in her journal about her sexual fantasies.
We've already fulfilled the one that involves the mirror. All that's left is the one with the blindfold.
I raise a finger. "One second."
I leave the bed to go to my closet. I come back with a handkerchief.
Stella sits up and gives me a puzzled look. "What's that for?"
"A bit of fun."
I fold the handkerchief diagonally. Then I climb back on the bed and straddle Stella's thighs.
"Close your eyes," I tell her.
She bites down on her lower lip and obeys.
I tie the handkerchief around her eyes.
"Too tight?" I ask after making the knot.
"No."
I examine the blindfold from the front. It doesn't look like it might fall off.
"Can you see?" I ask Stella.
She smooths the handkerchief over her eyes. "No."
I believe her. Still, I don't want to risk her taking a peek. I get another idea.
"One more second."
I head back to the closet to grab a necktie. I wrap it around Stella's wrists.
"Just so you won't peek," I tell her.
She frowns. "Don't you trust me?"
"I do." I kiss her hands. "But I think your hands go out of control sometimes."
She chuckles because she knows it's true.
I run my fingers through her hair and touch her cheek. "The question is: Do you trust me?"
Stella pauses a second. Then she draws a deep breath and nods.
"I do."
Good girl.
I reward her with a kiss, gentle at first but I press my lips against hers more fiercely as I push her down on the bed. I slip my tongue inside her mouth. She opens it wide, surrendering to me. I cup her face and let my tongue explore the moist cavern. She sticks her tongue out and I suck on it. Then I lick her lips. She lifts her head slightly as she tries to capture mine.
My eyebrows arch. Even with the blindfold and her hands tied, she's still aggressive. In fact, she seems even more so. Is the fact that she's restrained bringing her to a new level of excitement?
I grin against her mouth. Just as I thought, there's a wild pixie inside her, hiding beneath her delicate shell of perfection. But I'm the one who's in control right now.
I pull my mouth away and lift Stella's arms so they're above her head. I press my lips against her palms and then I pepper one of her arms with kisses while caressing the other, all the way down to her armpit. I breathe in the floral scent of her deodorant before planting a kiss there, too. Stella twitches and sucks in a breath.
I guess that part of her is as ticklish as I expected. I'm curious to know what other parts of her body are.
I begin my quest. First, I lick her ear. That draws the usual gasp. Next, I drag my mouth to the side of her neck and suck on her soft skin, gently so as not to leave a mark. She moans. Good, but not ticklish. I take off her bra and pause to admire her pert nipples before swiping my tongue against one. Stella trembles and lets out another moan. Ticklish and good. Then again, I already knew that.
Let's try something I haven't done before.
I let out a breath against her navel and then plant a kiss on it. She sucks in her stomach but doesn't make a sound. Okay. Not there. I rub my lips against her ribs next. To my surprise, Stella giggles.
That's something I haven't heard before. And I like it.
I lick that same spot and Stella twitches and squirms. She gasps and giggles. I guess I hit the jackpot.