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“Yes, it really is.” I shouldn’t tease her when I needed her cooperation, but it was just so damn easy—and fun.

“You want me to wear ablindfold?”

God, yes. More than anything. But I kept my tone light. “It’s required. Just for a short while until we’re inside.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me.”

“I’m not.”

“But why?”

“What part ofsecret locationis so hard to understand?” I teased. “I’ll lead you on the short walk. Once we’re there, you can take it off. It won’t even mess up your hair.”

She still didn’t look convinced—she wasn’t the type to jump into something blindly, literally or figuratively. But after a few moments, she gave a small nod. Relief and a jolt of excitement hit me hard. Any excuse to touch her did that second one.

I stepped forward, pressing against her world-class legs. Gently, I lowered the cloth over her eyes and then reached behind her, behind her tying it snugly. My cock twitched, clearly misunderstanding the reason for the blindfold. And fuck, what I wouldn’t give to use it on her under completely different circumstances.

My fingers grazed her hair, and the scent of her perfume hit me again. She shivered when I touched her, and that little reaction fired me up even more. Part of me was still stunned she was trusting me enough to go along with this. The rest of me wanted to spread her gorgeous legs, push between them, and then drive into until she screamed.

Tori tensed once I stepped back. But holy shit, she looked hot with the dark cloth over her eyes. All sexy and vulnerable and completely at my mercy.

Fucking hell, it was a damn good thing my little tutor couldn’t hear my fucked-up thoughts.

I helped her off the little wall, holding onto her until she was steady. Then I offered her my arm, brushing it past her bare one. She clung to it with both hands.

“Ready?” I asked, my voice low and a little rough. She had a way of making me lose my composure.

“Yes,” she said, sounding anything but. But she was here, and she was game.

I set off, moving slowly so she could match my stride. It felt strangely intimate, like our bodies were falling into sync. “Just walk naturally, Victoria.” Then I leaned closer and murmured, “Or I could carry you.”

She let out a sharp breath. “I’ll walk.”

I grinned. If I picked her up and held her to my chest, the only place I’d want to carry her was to a bed, and who the fuck knew where the nearest one was. So I behaved. For now.

We continued walking slowly, since her strides were so much shorter. Not to mention those incredibly hot fuck-me heels she wore. Those must’ve been hard to walk in even if she could see.

We wound through campus, and I took a few unnecessary turns to throw her off. Eventually, we slipped inside a building. The air changed, and it was warmer. Quieter.

She sniffed delicately, evidently trying to let her other senses figure out where we were.

A few more turns later, we reached the elevator. I pressed the button. When it opened, I led her in.

“It’s a good thing I’m blindfolded, or I might somehow figure out that we’re in an elevator,” she said dryly.

Chuckling, I stepped behind her and untied the blindfold. One side slid down her shoulder, and she shivered. That did something to me.

I leaned in, close to her ear. “Seeing you in that thing gave me all kinds of ideas,” I murmured, letting my breath trail over her skin.

She tried to play it cool, but I heard the hitch in her voice. “The only idea it gave me is that I’m insane for doing this.”

I smiled against her hair. “My ideas were much more fun,” I whispered. And I meant it. Hopefully, someday I’d get to show her.

Someday soon.

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