Page 37 of Monster's Mistake

“If that’s what you want.” He pulls away from me, and for a moment, I’m disappointed, until I hear the thud of his clothing against the floor.

I shuffle around until I think I’m facing him. I reach out, finding his leg. “Where do you want me?” I ask, tilting my head up so that if I wasn’t wearing my blindfold, I’d be looking up at him.

Meic clears his throat. “Erm...”

I wet my lips, gaining a small groan from him in response.

“You can’t do that where you’re sitting,” he says.

“Why...oh.” A wicked smile twists at my lips, and I realise exactly why he might be saying that. Feeling bold, I repeat the gesture.

“Nati,” he warns.

But I don’t care. Why would I when I’ve got him precisely where I want him? I trail my hand inwards until I can close it around his hard length, my eyes widening as I realise the one disadvantage of being blindfolded.

I can’t actuallyseewhat I’m working with.

I run my fingers along his length, feeling him become impossibly harder in the process. A ridge near the base feels like it could have intriguing consequences, but that’s for later. Right now, I want to drive him as crazy as he did me.

I lean forward, fully intent on what I want to do.

“No,” he says, the word coming out garbled.

I frown. “But...”

“It’ll be over for us both if you do that,” he says.

“We’ve got all night.”

“We do.” He moves and it takes me a moment to realise he’s now on the ground beside me. “I need you to take the blindfold off, Nati.”

“But...”

“It’ll be okay,” he promises.

I bite my bottom lip, a little worried about what’s going to happen when I remove it. But if I don’t learn to trust myself around him, then this can’t go anywhere. I can’t be blindfolded every time we want to have sex.

Slowly, I reach up behind my head and undo the scarf, letting it fall to the floor. I check the turban to make sure it’s still containing all of my snakes properly. My body might still be humming with desire, but I’m not gone enough to have forgotten that I need to make sure he’s safe.

I look up, realising that he’s right about where I’m sitting, but not caring. I lick my lips, causing him to groan in response. I reach out to touch him again, stroking my hand up and down, and wondering whether I’ll actually be able to fit him when the time comes.

But that’s a problem for some point in the future.

I lean forward and take him in my mouth, using my tongue to press against him and try to drive him as crazy as he did to me.

He groans, his hand coming to hover over my head, but not touching me. I don’t know if it’s because he’s nervous about the snakes, or if there’s another reason, but I don’t pay it any heed, concentrating on what I’m doing.

It doesn’t take long for him to tense beneath my touch.

“Nati...you should...” A long groan cuts off his words as he finds his release, leaving a deep sense of satisfaction within me.

I sit back and smile up at him. “Yes?”

He chuckles. “You’re amazing.” He gives me a hand and I let him help me to my feet. He draws me over to where a pile of blankets sits waiting for us and pulls me down again.

He opens his arms, and I rest my head on his shoulder while he pulls a blanket over us. He traces a pattern on my shoulder, a sated expression on his face.

I close my eyes and let out a contented sigh.

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