99 Gods: Betrayer by Randall Farmer

Author:Randall Farmer [Farmer, Randall]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MajorTransform Unlimited
Published: 2014-03-25T00:00:00+00:00

“The blindfold’s part of it,” Elorie said.

“Blindfold?”

“Use your imagination.”

Dave grunted and sat down. Elorie blindfolded him, took him by hand and led him to the bed. “Sit.”

He sat.

While seated, she slowly stripped off his clothes, slowly and carefully. Dave began to breathe heavily. She gently lowered him on to the bed, on his back. “Skootch up.”

He did. Then Elorie took his right hand and bound it to the bedpost.

“Should I scream and struggle?”

“Shut up and be serious, or I’m going to go after you with an ice cube,” Elorie said, her voice breathy. “After I gag you.” She bound his other hand…and then his feet. Dave stayed quiet.

By the time she bound him, he had a pretty good idea why she played this game. He didn’t care.

She ran a delicate hand up from his hip, along his torso, to a small, tight nipple, and then, equally delicate, down the other side. She leaned over him and let her satin blouse tickle his bare skin.

“Unbutton my blouse with your teeth.”

“Should I say ‘yes, ma’am’?”

“Don’t bother,” Elorie said. Then she remembered her fierceness. “Just do it. And mind your manners. Let’s keep those teeth working on the blouse buttons and nothing else.”

Anticipation. He breathed the smell of her own growing heat as he struggled with the contrary buttons.

“Now take the blouse off,” she said, a long, long time later. She rubbed against him as he tugged at the unbuttoned blouse with his teeth. Her heart beat against his skin, tha-thump, tha-thump, intense and aroused.

“Next, my skirt. Start with the zipper. No, I don’t want to hear anything about why you can’t.”

A stinging, metallic taste and a much richer scent, down here by the zipper of her skirt. He took a little extra time, just to enjoy the fragrance, and then started on the skirt’s two buttons. She batted him on the side of the head.

“Hold your horses,” Elorie said, her voice hoarse. Then she laughed a throaty laugh and nuzzled him along his neck and ear. He growled deep in his chest and she nipped at his earlobe. “Now you can go after the skirt buttons.”

The skirt buttons were more difficult than the blouse buttons, but also much sweeter. He licked her lean tummy as he nibbled the buttons, and tasted the salty tang of her sweat. If she asked him to remove her pantyhose, he suspected he wouldn’t survive such richness.

“The hose, now.”

The edge of survival was another world, a heaven, or hell, of heat, anticipation, and a tension that wound him into an ever-tightening ache.

By the time he got to the panties, he wasn’t sure he had survived and he didn’t care.

Then, so sudden and at the same time so slowly, the heat, the flowing wetness, the love, came down and impaled herself on him and he moved beyond survival into heaven itself.

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