Page 67 of Resisting Fate (Hope Falls: Brewed Awakenings 3)

“Let’s go.”

He wanted to pick her up so badly, but his back had been giving him trouble so instead he drug her to her room. When they got inside, he shut the door to close out any four-legged friends that might want to come in and join the party.

“Do you have a tie? A handkerchief?” he asked.

Her lips pursed in the adorable way they always did when she was thinking. He waited as patiently as he could, but he was about to rip a sheet to create a makeshift blindfold because just the thought of her not being able to see what he was doing, anticipating what he was going to do to her next, had him about to come in his jeans.

“Um…” Her eyes widened suddenly. “I have the tie from when Viv and I were Men in Black for Halloween.” She rushed into her walk-in closet and returned with a black necktie. “Will this work?” she asked hopefully.

He nodded and took it from her hands. He noticed her breathing was growing more and more shallow as she watched him fold it in two.

“Do you want me to put it on you now?” he asked as the material slid through his fingers.

Her head began to nod up and down before she answered, “Yes.”

He swallowed over the large lump of lust that had formed in his throat.

How is this my life?he wondered as he walked behind her. How had they gotten here? Things between them felt like they’d escalated at warp speed and also like it had taken them a lifetime to get to this point.

She stood perfectly still as he circled her and when he stopped directly behind her he saw that her eyes were locked on him in the reflection of the mirror that was attached to her dresser on the far wall.

He lifted his arms and gently covered her eyes with the material.

“Can you see?” he asked.

“No,” she breathed out.

He fastened the binding in place, tying a knot at the back of her head. “Is that too tight?”

“No.”

Once the blindfold was secured, he moved the hair that was falling over her shoulders to one side. Instinctively she tilted her head giving him better access to her bare neck. He leaned down and kissed the soft skin beneath her ear and she took in a shaky breath.

Reaching down he tugged her T-shirt up and over her head. She lifted her arms to accommodate him and then dropped them back down to her sides. Next, his fingers traced along the waistband of her baggy sweats. Her belly trembled beneath his touch as he slid his hands over her hips and pushed her panties and sweats down her legs. He supported her arm as she stepped out of her clothing.

He straightened and what he saw in the mirror took his breath away. He was standing behind her, still fully clothed, and she was in front of him completely nude wearing only a blindfold. It was the hottest thing he’d ever seen in his life.

His eyes roamed up and down her body, mentally memorizing every curve, every dip, every line. Perfect raspberry nipples sat in the center of quarter sized pink areolas that topped her full mounds. Her waist curved giving her a pinup-worthy hourglass shape. The flare of her full hips hinted at her rounded backside and led to long toned legs.

“Fuck, you are so sexy,” he gritted out.

Her chest was rising and falling in short pants, and he sensed her heightened anticipation at what he was going to do next.

Needing to touch her, he snaked his hands around her waist, and his fingers spread out on her belly. He took a step closer to her, closing the distance between them as he pulled her against his body. She molded into his frame as her hand gripped his outer thigh.

“Spread your legs,” he whispered against her ear.

She sucked in a sharp breath and moved her feet apart. Slowly, taking his time he moved one hand down her belly which quivered beneath his touch. His palm grazed the tiny bed of curly hair she had at the top of her sex. His fingers dipped between her folds, they slid easily along her wet seam.

With his other hand he massaged her breasts, moving from one to the other making sure to pay special attention to her pebbled tips. Some women he’d been with didn’t have a lot of sensitivity in their nipples, but he’d noticed that Audrey did. Every time he pinched, sucked, licked, or bit them her sex would clench.

Using that knowledge to his advantage he began to softly rub his finger over her clit as he played with her nipples, stimulating two of her most sensitive erogenous zones simultaneously. He felt her arousal coating his fingertip as she gripped his leg tighter.

“Do you want me to make you come like this?”

She nodded her head up and down against his chest. “Yes.”

He lifted his fingers to her lips and they parted in a gasp.

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