Page 34 of Doesn't Count

All will power I have inside of me disappears with those three simple words.

“Close your eyes.”

She does as she’s told, and I wrap my bandana over her face, cutting off her sight. Her breath is steady now, but still heavy with anticipation. I can see her nipples pebble in excitement and my mouth waters.

“I won’t be gentle.” I prepare her.

She whimpers at my words, her body begging to be touched. With her back still molded to my front, I run my fingers up and down her arms, goosebumps spreading across her skin.

“This feels pretty gentle to me,” she argues.

I chuckle, always ready to prove her wrong in everything. I spin her around, forcing her back against the tree now and yank her bra down, her breasts popping free. She gasps, trying to cover herself, but I slap her hand away and take her nipple into my mouth, sucking violently.

She cries out, birds scattering from the intrusive noise. “Jesus!”

“Jesus can’t save you.” I mutter between malicious bites of her flesh.

Her fingers entangle themselves in my hair and she pulls with all her strength, yanking my head away. My mouth unlatches from her with a loud pop and her fingers curl around the top of her blindfold.

“Don’t you dare.” I wait anxiously to see what she’s going to do.

She wants to pull the bandana off, she wants to see my face while I ravish her here in the woods, in this small bubble we’ve enclosed ourselves in. She’s going to be sorely disappointed.

I don’t take any chances, tugging my belt loose, I bind both her wrists together and tie the other end to the branch above us.

A red flush makes its way from her cheeks, down to her neck and chest, bruises covering her exposed breasts.

I tsk, “You just can’t be trusted, can you?”

“I wasn’t going to take it off, I swear! I wasn’t thinking!” She urges.

“Now you don’t have to think.” I whisper in her ear.

She shutters and I wonder if she can feel my heated gaze on her lips. They’re ruby red now from her chewing them, anxiety getting the best of her. I want to kiss her, but my mouth is salivating for a taste of something else. Instead, I shove her leggings down, letting the cold air fill the space between her thighs.

“Wait!” She gasps.

The sight of her standing there naked from the waist down in only her sports bra and gym shoes fills me with a yearning that I can’t temper down. It takes a strength I didn’t know I possess to pause, kneeling in the dirt before her, my hands wrapped around her thighs.

“Eris?” I growl through clenched teeth.

Her mouth pops open, a whimper clambering out unsteadily as my hands inch closer to her center.

Finally, she smiles. “Check mate.”

I chuckle, suddenly aware of where I am, what I’m doing, and who I’m doing it with, but none of those things matter right now. They're not strong enough to tamper down this overwhelming need to give her a kiss that she can’t discount, even if she wanted to.

“I’ll give you this one.” I concede, willing to lose this battle so I can win the war.

Without another second passing by, I part her with my thumbs, and lash my tongue against her clit. Her body jolts against me, begging for more, so that’s what I give her. Flattening my tongue, I drag it from her entrance back up to her little, sensitive nub, circling it over and over again. It drives her wild, the sound of her moaning fills the air around us.

I lift one of her thighs, bringing it over my shoulder to get better access. She drives her hips forward, grinding herself against my face as I shove my tongue into her as far as it would go. When I glance up, she throws her head back against the tree and groans like a woman possessed.

I smirk against her pussy as I lift her other leg over me, holding her weight now, and eat her like I’m starving for her taste. As I suck her clit, I shake my head violently, causing a scream to bellow out of her. It’s the most divine song I’ve ever heard, spurring me on. I lap at her as she smashes herself into my face, gyrating her hips, until she’s gushing straight into my mouth.

When I drop her legs, her body sags like she’s completely depleted. Her chest rises and falls with heavy pants and it’s the most glorious sight I've ever seen.

“Close your eyes.” I order.

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