Simon shook his head. “You ask many questions.”
“I’m curious.”
“I’m not going to answer that one either.” He stopped at a door. “And we’re here.”
Anna looked at the nondescript wooden door with a mixture of nervousness and excitement.
Simon pulled out the blindfold. “If you would like, the car can take you to the library tomorrow so you don’t have to walk.”
“I like walking—wait, will there be more roses?”
Simon only smiled in response. He motioned for her to turn around and then tied the blindfold around her head, covering her eyes. “Can you see?”
“No.”
“Clothes for tomorrow are in the bathroom. Call for breakfast when you are up. Or lunch.” He knocked on the door and a moment later, the door opened.
The large hand enveloped hers again and gently tugged, pulling her into the room. It was a longer walk around several corners before he stopped her.
Anna’s heart beat hard in her chest. Thoughts flitted here and there about the evening, about their last time together, wondering what would happen tonight.
He pulled her forward a few more steps, and then she heard a faint squeak. She assumed he’d sat down on the bed in front of her, as he had last week.
When he didn’t touch her, she swallowed nervously. “Thank you for tonight,” she said softly. “It was a lot of fun. The food was delicious and...” She blushed. “I kinda liked dancing, knowing you were watching.”
He stroked her cheek and she took it to mean he liked it too.
“Did Simon tell you how much I enjoyed the rose trails at the library?”
Another touch on her cheek. “I’d had a really bad morning, and it cheered me up. Thank you.” She smiled. “And I really enjoyed the books as well.”
He took her hands in his, held them at the small of her back, and kissed her gently, slowly, as if wanting to explore every recess of her lips and mouth. Her head spun and it had nothing to do with the martinis at the bar. His lips alone were enough to make her dizzy.
Slowly, one hand went up her back and pulled at her zipper, loosening the dress until it fell from her shoulders and was trapped at her elbows. His fingers trailed down her neck to her exposed breasts, taking one in his hand and squeezing gently. Anna moaned against his mouth.
He released her hands and her dress fell to the floor as she straightened her arms. He helped her step out of it and then removed her shoes and thong. Then he stood and picked her up as if she weighed nothing and placed her gently on the bed. He didn’t hold her long enough to feel anything except smooth skin.
The mattress sank beneath the additional weight next to her and something cool touched her nose. She inhaled and smelled roses. She smiled and then gasped as he dragged the rose across her cheeks and nose and lips. He trailed it down her neck and between her breasts, and then sideways over one nipple and then the next. The petals were cool but left trails of fire behind. Anna wiggled and giggled as he moved it across her skin. He moved it down her belly and thighs and then back up, brushing her aching mound and making her gasp for breath. He went slowly up her arms and over each finger, down to her feet. She giggled as he trailed it over the bottoms of her feet. He chuckled softly, which made her tingle all over, even more than from his movements with the rose.
He stood and walked away, returning a moment later and lying down beside her again. It was a good thing the mattresses were high quality, or she would have been rolling over to meet him. Not that that would have been a bad thing...
Something cool and hard touched her bottom lip. Instinctively, she opened her mouth and he pushed the smooth, hard object into her mouth. Her tongue darted out and tasted... chocolate? She licked at it and smiled. Really good chocolate. She took a few more licks and then he pressed it against her bottom teeth. Slowly, she brought her teeth together.
She bit through the crisp chocolate and into a cool, soft center. It was sweet and juicy. He pulled it away and let her chew and swallow. “Chocolate covered strawberries?” He stroked her cheek and she grinned. “Yummy.”
He gave another breathy chuckle and pulled her to a sitting position. The strawberry was put to her mouth again and he made her take a big bite, making her giggle when it dripped down her chin and to her breasts. He kissed the juice off her chin and licked the remaining juice off her breasts.
Anna sighed.
He put another strawberry to her lips and she opened her mouth. He pushed it in and she bit, juices dribbling to her breasts again. “You’re doing that on purpose.” He chuckled and stroked her cheek.
Something cold touched her nipple and she jumped. He spun it around her nipple and then took her nipple into his mouth.
“Was that a strawberry?” she whispered with a moan as he sucked on her nipple.
Cheek stroke.
Slowly, he fed her several more strawberries, each one juicy enough to require his tongue to clean up the juices. After the strawberries stopped coming, he got up from the bed and Anna listened as fabric rustled and foil ripped. The condom.