Beauty in Autumn by Ruby Dixon

Beauty in Autumn by Ruby Dixon

Author:Ruby Dixon [Dixon, Ruby]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ruby Dixon
Published: 2017-04-12T18:30:00+00:00


4

WILLOW

Later that night, when it grows colder and the crickets begin to chirp, I reluctantly shut my window and return to my bed. It has been a long, quiet day of blindness, and I touch my blindfold once more to ensure that it's firmly in place. Once I've reassured myself that it is, I pull my nightgown over my head and toss it to the floor, crawling under the blankets. I'm going to make sure he notices every little thing I do to myself tonight, even if he doesn't want to.

I suspect he'll be back again. Even if he doesn't want to talk to me, I don't think he'll be able to resist watching me. For all I know, he's been quietly watching me all day.

The thought of him watching me even now makes me quiver. I slide a hand under the blankets, cupping my breast. Does he see this? Has he been watching as I undressed? Wondering at my actions?

"Ruari?" I say softly, pushing the blankets down with my other hand so he can see my breasts. "Are you there?"

It's utterly silent. But that doesn't mean anything. That just means I haven't caught him off guard enough.

"I think you are," I say quietly. "I think if you only have a guest for a few days out of the year, you're going to come and watch her even if you don't want to. I think you won't be able to stay away."

There's no response.

I start to wonder if I'm wrong. Maybe he's not here watching me. Maybe he's not interested in me at all. It won't matter if Leta thinks I can break the curse if he isn't interested in me in the slightest. I slide my hands over my breasts and rub my nipples, tilting my head as if he's there and I'm speaking to him anyhow. "Do you want to watch me touch myself again tonight? Because I'm going to."

"Why do you do this?" His thick voice rasps after a moment. It sounds fiercer than before, more bestial. "Do you seek to torture me?"

"Not at all." I slide a hand down my belly. "Why can't I touch myself? Get what pleasure I want before my time is up?"

Footsteps. When he speaks next, he sounds a lot closer to my bed. "You wear your blindfold yet."

"I do." It's securely in place and I can't see a thing. I feel a little stab of regret that I can't see his face. I want to know what he looks like. I want to know everything about him. I want to see his eyes, because I want to know what he's thinking.

RIght now I'm just having to go on faith.

"Do you not wish to look upon the beast?" he asks me.

More than anything, I think to myself, but I continue to run my hands over my naked skin, touching myself. "Does it matter what you look like? It changes nothing about any of this."

"You might be horrified to see what I am truly like.



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