Page 39 of Otter Heart
“I want you to wear a blindfold.”
My heart skipped a beat and excitement flushed through my chest. Was Mateo kinky? I was kind of embarrassed about thefact that I had a sex swing in the other room. But would he be into that? Hell, I wasn’t sure if I cared. I’d let him do whatever he wanted to me. I was at the point where I was about ready to beg for him. I needed him like I needed air.
“You did such an amazing job letting me see through your eyes at sunset that I wanted to return the favor.” He leaned close, his lips caressing my ear and sending a shiver down my spine. “So tonight, let me show you what it’s like to see throughmyeyes.”
I shuddered in delight at the thought.
“Do you have a scarf or something we could use?” he asked, his lips still on my earlobe.
“I uh… I do,” I smiled leaning into him. “Give me just a second.”
Tearing myself away from the tingles he was sending down my neck, I ducked into the second bedroom and began to dig through my toys. The sex swing had already been broken down and put away just in case my mother decided to show up. She’d have to sleep on the pull-out couch in the living room anyway since I didn’t have a second bed, but she was known for being snoopy.
Pulling a box down from the top of the closet, I unlatched it and tossed the lid aside. Inside was an assortment of things. There were a few simple items like butt plugs, a fleshlight, and a couple other stroker-type toys. But as I pushed those aside I had to dig through the leather gloves, the chest harness, a cat of nine tails, and three bundles of hempen rope. I hadn’t gotten a chance to use all of it just yet, but I was hoping one day I’d get to do some sort of leather play. That could wait though. Right now, I just wanted some slightly more than vanilla sex with Mateo. He did such a good job that the toys and gear seemed sort of superfluous.
At the bottom of the box, I found what I was looking for. Pulling it out, I dusted off the leather mask. It was black with a velvet lining to block out all light around the edges. The strap was also made of leather with a few inches of elastic at the veryback to make it sizable. I flipped it over, making sure it was in good shape. But I’d never gotten the chance to use it, so it was practically brand new.
Tucking it into my back pocket and grabbing a bottle of lube, I pushed the box back into the closet and headed out to the living room. Mateo was still sitting there with Bessie only a few feet away. It seemed he’d gotten up and hooked her leash around one of the table legs. We’d both learned the hard way last time after getting a cold nose to the ass. But this time that would not be happening. And I didn’t really want her to interrupt us either. Tonight was gonna be special.
“Here you go,” I said, plopping down in front of Mateo and placing the mask in his hand. I put the lube down on the table as well and leaned back into his lap. “That should work.”
He took it in his hands, delicately running his fingers over the surface. Then he lifted it to his nose and sniffed.
“Is this… Is this arealleather blindfold?” he smiled, a chuckle mixing with his words. “This is way more legit than a scarf.” He furrowed his brows. “Did you know this was going to happen?”
“No, I didn’t,” I smiled. “And yes, it’s arealleather blindfold.”
“You kinky little slut,” he laughed. He reached up and slipped it over my head without warning. “I’d ask if you were ready, but considering howpreparedyou are, I know you want this to happen.”
“I do,” I grinned, the blindfold sliding into place and blocking out all light. The soft velvet against my eyelids felt nice. “Ireallydo.”
“Good. Now touch me,” he commanded. “And take your time.Seeme with your fingers, your nose, and yourtongue.”
I shuddered against him, but did as I was told. Reaching down, I felt for the hem of his shirt. Once I found it, I pulled it up and over his head, dropping it to the floor next to us. I took my own shirt off too before I leaned forward, anxious to explore his body with all my senses.
At first, I fumbled a bit, trying to figure out where I was touching him. I had to run my fingers up his chest and to his neck before I could even find his lips. Once I did though, I leaned forward and kissed him softly at first, then harder as passion ignited flames in my belly. Already my cock was straining against my shorts, and I wanted it to be set free so badly. But I forced that feeling back. I was going to enjoy this.
“What do you see?” Mateo asked as we pulled apart at last. “Tell me.”
“Your scruffy face,” I smiled, running my fingers over that hard jaw of his. I let them trail downward, talking as I went. “Your neck and your collarbones. And… oh yeah… I love your chest hair,” I cooed, running my fingers through it.
I leaned down, wrapping my tongue around one of his nipples.
“Ah, fuck,” he hissed.
“I like those too,” I smiled, kissing my way back up to his neck. There I nipped at his skin playfully before sucking on one of his earlobes. “Where are you most sensitive?”
“You’ll have to find it,” he said, the mischievous grin coloring his voice.
“You smiled. I can hear it.”
“Good. Keep going.”
“You smell like you,” I said, trailing my tongue down his neck and over his chest. “It’s warm and earthy, but pleasant.” My nose led me downward to the waistband of his shorts where his scent was more pronounced. “Is… Is that what pheromones smell like?” I asked. “I don’t think I’ve ever really paid attention to it before.”
He hummed a yes. “Everyone’s are different.”
“Yours smellreallygood.” But I stopped myself at his waistband. I felt too embarrassed to do what I wanted to do.
