Page 155 of They Are Mine

And then?

The world goes dark.

The moment the blindfold settles over my eyes, everything shifts.

The air feels thicker. My skin feels tighter.

I can’t see him anymore.

Can’t watch his hands.

Can’t anticipate his next move.

I whimper.

A low chuckle rumbles from above me, dark and knowing.

He likes this.

Likes me vulnerable. Tied down. Waiting.

Helpless.

But I’m not helpless.

I’m exactly where I want to be.

His fingers drag over my collarbone, light as a whisper, barely there.

I shudder.

Then, nothing.

No touch. No sound.

Just absence.

I squirm, tugging at the ropes, my breath coming faster. Where is he?

Then… heat.

A slow, warm breath against my throat.

I tip my chin up instinctively, silently begging.

Kiss me.

His lips brush my pulse, just barely.

Then, lower.

Lower.

Over the curve of my breast, his breath ghosting over my nipple, teasing but not touching.

I arch. I whine.

I need.

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