Page 66 of His Gift
"Hey yourself. All good?"
"Better than good. I have plans for tonight. Do you want to hear them?"
Hell yeah, I do… Well, I think so… In doubt, I just nod.
"Lose the towel."
I untie the towel and use it to give my wet hair one final rub before leaving it on the couch.
"Stand a few feet from the bed, facing it, hands clasped behind you." My heart gives a brief flutter as I obey, feeling Conrad's eyes on me the whole time.
"You’re free to stop me whenever you want; I won’t restrain you. Or you can simply say 'Stop' and get the same result. And if you're on board with it, I'd really like to blindfold you. But again, your hands are free, you can get it off at any moment. All clear?" His lips are an inch from the hollow behind my ear, his breath hot and tantalizing, and I love everything he said. I get it now, why he was so tense.
"Yes, you can blindfold me. And yes, I understand. Can I ask for a kiss before we start?"
"Oh, my gift, you can have as many kisses as you want. In just a second." A soft fabric covers my eyes, plunging me into darkness, and then his lips are on mine. I don't like darkness, but it doesn't affect me now. He's here, he's kissing me slow and gentle, and all I feel is arousal building up.
"You know how much I like to make you wait. Not tonight. Tonight," he leaves me, then I hear a rustling and the next thing I feel are his lips on my belly, "I'll make you come as many times as you can."
Another rustling and he's gone. "Conrad?"
"I'm here. I just needed a little something." A sound I don't recognize and then tinkling against a glass. "I thought about using a toy, but I'm too jealous for that. You come only from my fingers," he brushes my pussy lips, "my mouth," a kiss between my shoulder blades, "or my cock. Since tonight is all about your senses, though, I can use a little help."
He brushes against me and then sits down, his feet nudging my legs further apart. "You don't usually like the cold, but I think you'll like this." Something wet and icy-cold slides from my neck to my belly button and then up, circling my breast, my nipples. That's why the cabin is so hot tonight. He planned everything. A gasp leaves my lips, followed by a moan when his tongue teases my sensitive nipples.
Conrad stands up, and then the ice, followed by his tongue, is everywhere. And when he sits in front of me again and presses it on my clit, I can't keep quiet anymore.
"You said you wouldn't make me wait."
"I won't, once you're ready."
"I am ready!"
"Let me check." He nudges my legs even further apart and licks my pussy, making me roll my hips. "Almost." Ice runs from my right knee up my thigh and down the other. Then his mouth covers my entrance and he presses a piece of ice inside me. The shock between my heat and the cold is nothing I've ever experienced, and it's deliciously torturous. I try to push the ice out, but Conrad's tongue holds it firm, his hands grabbing my ass to keep me in place.
"Now you're ready."
His lips caress my clit as he slides two fingers inside me. He uses his other hand to pull me close, his touch at the small of my back, over my clasped hands. It takes a few thrusts to make me come. But he doesn't give me time to recover, upping his game, thrusting faster or slower depending on my response, making me come a little harder every time.
"Conrad…" I've screamed his name many times already, but this time is more a plea.
"You have no idea what I'm looking at right now. No idea how beautiful you are. Remember, you can say 'Stop' at any time." I'm overwhelmed, overstimulated, and being in the dark accentuates everything he does as if it was the first time, but I don't want him to stop. Conrad caresses the curve of my ass and then presses gently against my hole. "I want to take you here too, but not tonight. Tonight," he curves his finger inside my pussy and histhumb finds purchase in my slick heat, pressing a little further in, "I'll just tease. Get you ready for the real deal." And then he's back at making me come, with the added stimulation in both my holes. I'm glad we're in the middle of nowhere because I'm being so damn loud.
"I've lost count, my sweet girl. How many times?" The smugness in his voice! He's lucky I'm too tired to fight him.
"Too many," I grunt.
"No such thing. But you need a pause." He stands and kisses my nipples, licks them, then he's gone and I hear the water running. "Here. Turn around." Cold water. I gulp the whole glass down. "Need another one?"
"Yes, please." The second glass gives me a little boost of energy. And a naughty idea.
"Do you need to lie down?"
I don't answer, but go on my knees, thigh open wide and head raised high.
"Harper… tonight it's all about you.
"And this is about me. I want you to fuck my mouth." A soft moan leaves his lips.
