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It’s frightening how much I yearn for her touch. Usually she’s bound, her motion restricted.

As she reaches out to me, her hand trembles.

She trails her fingers over my shoulder and down my upper arm all the way to my hand, where she entwines her fingers with mine.

I close my eyes. “I ache for your touch, Skye. I fucking ache for it.”

“Why do you bind me, then? Why do you make it so I can’t touch you except on your terms?”

My eyes still closed, I sigh. It’s a valid question. How do I answer? “I ache for that, too. I’ve always wanted women that way. But it’s different with you. I want the darkness, but I also want the light.”

“And that frightens you,” she says.

I nod. She knows me better than she realizes. “Please. Touch all of me.”

She leans into me and kisses my chest.

She’s kissed my lips before, sucked my dick, but I’ve never allowed her to touch me all over. Every part of me.

My cock is hard, but she resists it and does as I ask. She touches me. Simply touches me, all ten of her fingers sliding over my flesh. I shudder at her caress.

She shakes her head in amazement. Is she amazed at how her touch affects me?

Perhaps, and so am I.

When she flicks over one nipple, it hardens beneath her finger. She moves downward, over my abs to the triangle of black hair.She entwines her fingers through it, avoiding my cock.

Part of me longs to push her to her knees and force it into her mouth.

But I hold myself in check.

I want to experience this. The vanilla side. The sweet side of love.

The light.

She moves around my waist to my back, caresses the cheeks of my ass, and then presses into me as she glides around my back to my shoulders once more. She brushes her lips over my chest, and another slight shudder racks through me.

She kisses my chest again, moving her lips slightly each time, until she presses a kiss to a nipple.

I inhale. Never have I been as sensitive there as I am now. I feel like skyrockets are exploding inside me. From a mere kiss to my nipple. “Damn.”

She flicks her tongue over the nipple, and then she closes her lips over it and softly sucks.

I tremble again, sucking in another breath.

“Tell me what you want,” she whispers.

“You’re doing it. I want your touch. Everywhere.”

She lifts her chin and kisses my lips softly. I open, and our tongues meet gently for a few seconds. Then she ends the kiss and rains soft pecks along my stubbled jawline, giggling. She moves to my neck then, kissing down to my shoulder once more. Where before her fingers led, now her lips take over as she sprinkles soft kisses over my chest and abs. When she reaches my cock, she gives the head a few flicks of her tongue.

I’m ready to explode.

Release.

Right now onto her soft and slick tongue.

I suck in a breath, let out a groan, and will myself to hold steady.

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