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“If you don’t mind your hands, I might have to restrain you for real.” At Rita’s answering moan, Jared chuckled. “Somehow, I think you’d like that.” Jared steered Rita toward the living room, where he had created a much larger nest for the two of them. He reached for the front of her shorts and released the clasp so that they dropped to the floor, where they pooled around her feet. Her panties quickly followed. “Bend your knees; we’re going to sit on the floor.” As Jared guided her to the floor, he let out a deep sound of satisfaction. “You look beautiful like this.”

Rita let out a weak chuckle. “Naked and blindfolded?”

“Exactly.” He gave her a quick kiss and teased, “Don’t go anywhere, I’ll be right back.”

She heard Jared walk away to gather together the things he needed for whatever he planned to do. This wasn’t her first time being blindfolded, but she didn’t remember it being this exciting before. In fact, she had been uncomfortable. This time was different. She knew that the difference had to do with Jared, and she was looking forward to whatever he had planned. The blindfold seemed to heighten Rita’s other senses as she strained to hear what he was up to. The clink of glasses and the rustling of wrappers had Rita assuming he was gathering food together. She didn’t even know what he had picked up for dinner. As Jared returned, she could hear him set things down around her. Her nose picked up on spices. She thought she smelled habanero and basil. Thai food? Is that peanut sauce?Rita’s mouth watered, but she wasn’t sure which sensation she felt more strongly: hunger or arousal.

As Jared knelt beside her, Rita turned her head. “Hungry?”

“Officially starving now,” she confirmed. “Is that Thai food I smell?”

She felt his lips on the tip of her nose and heard him chuckle. “You have an excellent sense of smell.”

Rita snorted. “Getting hungrier by the minute, Jared.” He laughed, and she heard him start to open containers. As he opened each one, the sweet and spicy smells assaulted Rita, and she groaned. “Jared, you’re killing me.”

“Open your mouth,” was his only reply. Dutifully, Rita opened her mouth, and Jared placed something on her tongue.Satay chicken, her mind supplied as she chewed. He fed her another bite, this one dipped in peanut sauce. Rita moaned as she chewed the savory bite. Jared spent the next few minutes feeding her from the various containers he had brought with him.

As Rita happily munched on curry beef, spicy shrimp, and veggie dumplings, she swore that the food tasted better than anything she had ever had before. Jared put down the container that he was holding and picked up something else that he pressed to her lips. It was cool and glass. Rita’s lips parted to drink, and she enjoyed the refreshing taste of a Riesling.

While not the biggest fan of wine, Rita found the sweet, crisp taste more palatable this way.There’s just something about a big, sexy man feeding you, she thought. When Jared pulled the glass away, some of the wine dripped down her chin. Rita jerked as the cool liquid ran down her neck, in between her breasts, to pool around her navel.

The sticky after-feeling made her suddenly and overwhelmingly self-conscious. Rita couldn’t help but exclaim, “I must be a real mess. Napkin?”

“Not to worry,” Jared replied, and she didn’t have to see him to know that he was smiling. “I haven’t eaten yet.” Rita let out a gasp when Jared pushed against Rita’s shoulders, laying her down on his floor. “Now, while I realize that the sensible side of you will bristle at lying down so soon after eating, I can assure you that you will have little trouble working off your meal,” Jared said magnanimously.

Rita giggled and sighed when Jared kissed her. Shifting slightly, he kissed his way down her body, following the path the wine had taken. Jared’s lips and tongue made short work of the wine where it pooled on her body. Moments later, Rita jumped when she felt something warm and sticky land on her chest. “Don’t move, Rita, I’m laying my dinner out.”

“Jared—”

He hushed her. “Lie still, please.” The littlepleasedid it; Rita tried her best not to move, although she couldn’t help trembling in anticipation. This was an entirely new experience for her. While she loved that Jared took control, being blindfolded and used as a dinner plate made her nervous. She jumped with a little squeal when she felt food land along her pubic bone. “Just trust me,” he told her, and although it was difficult to trust anyone after everything she had been through with Tuck, she realized that she did trust Jared.

Rita did her best to relax, but it was hard when she could feel Jared hovering over her. He kissed her lightly on the lips, and then followed that up with a quick nip to her chin. She grunted, and she could feel him smiling against her cheek. “You are doing so well,” he crooned. Rita moaned as Jared reached for the first bit of food. Licking slowly, he made circles around the chicken and lapped at the peanut sauce. As he moved to pick up the chicken with his mouth, his teeth grazed her flesh while goose bumps raced around her body. “Mmm.” Jared made a smacking sound and continued to lick and nip at Rita’s body.

“I think you’ve gotten all the food there,” Rita panted.

“Who said I’m only eating the Thai food?” At Rita’s strangled response, Jared continued his path down her body. With each quiver from Rita, Jared would continue sucking and nibbling at that particular spot. She had to moan before he would move on to the next one.

When Jared reached her navel, the rough hairs from his day’s beard growth made Rita jump, sending sauce dripping down her slit. Jared tutted. “Now, you’ve done it,” he said, and rubbed his prickly chin against her heated skin. Rita moaned and parted her legs. “I can smell how wet you are,” Jared told her. “I bet you’ll taste good with the shrimp.” Rita clutched at the blankets as Jared pushed her legs farther apart. Bending her knees, he continued pushing her legs until she was splayed open in front of him. The sauce from the pungent shrimp had dripped between her legs. She felt the feather-light touch of Jared’s lips on the inside of her thighs, and then heard him as he inhaled deeply. Rita squirmed.How can something so embarrassing be so hot?Jared licked along her pubic bone, slowly cleaning Rita up and chuckling when she couldn’t keep still. The vibration he created against her skin with his chuckle made her even more wet.

“Can’t resist that,” Jared said and bent his head to lick the mixture of sauce and her own wetness between her thighs. Her sudden, back-arching orgasm caught them both by surprise, and Rita cried out. Grabbing her hips, Jared lifted her higher and sucked her clit into his mouth. Sliding two fingers inside her pussy, Rita swayed into his touch as he searched for her sensitive spots. Finding them, he quickly brought Rita to a second orgasm as she cried out his name. As she slowly came back down, she felt Jared cleaning her up. A soft, wet cloth made quick work of the food. Rita felt as if it had been on her for hours, but in reality, it had probably been less than fifteen minutes. She was nearing sensation overload as the fabric of his shirt created unbearable friction against her tingling skin.

Reaching for his shirt with shaking fingers, she begged, “Please, Jared.” Rita tugged at his shirt. “I want to feel you, skin to skin.” Kissing her deeply, Jared sat back to remove his shirt. Rita could hear the zipper on his jeans, and then the sound of fabric hitting the floor in a heap. Joining her on the blankets, he settled himself over her. He reached for her blindfold and removed it.

“As much as I loved feeding you,” Jared said with a smile that was far too gentle, “I much prefer being able to see your eyes.”

Rita didn’t know what to say. Jared could be so incredibly sweet in the middle of doing some of the filthiest, hottest things she’d ever experienced. She cupped his face, smiling, and kissed him for all that she was worth.I need to touch him, she realized with a start. She didn’t often—or ever—get a chance to explore him without his directing every little thing. She pushed at him and managed to get him to switch to his back so that she could roll on top of him. “You’re really beautiful,” she told him quietly. It was a confession and a benediction all in one.

She bent down and kissed him, and like he’d done so many times with her, she set her teeth into his bottom lip. Jared let out a rough exhale, and Rita plundered his mouth, mimicking his kiss from earlier. Sucking on his tongue as Jared clutched her tighter and groaned into her mouth. Cupping her cheek, he held her still as they kissed, but she slipped away and stared down at him, expectant. Jared raised his eyebrow but parted his legs, and Rita squirmed between them.

Smiling at him, she began the slow trip down his body, mimicking the path he had taken on her. Kissing and sucking from his mouth to his neck and down his chest, Rita worshipped the body of the man lying beneath her. As she kissed his pecs, her hair brushed his chest as she made circles around his nipples. She pulled back enough to blow on his nipple, and she felt his cock jump in response. Jared was a veritable feast for the eyes, and she never wanted to stop looking at him. She couldn’t stop smiling at the man who made her feel so bold. Rita wanted to express exactly how she felt about him while she lit him up with the same desire that he inspired in her. She licked vee of his stomach, and Jared jumped.

“You’re ticklish,” she accused as she breathed against his skin.

“No, I’m not,” he said, but his voice was tight.

“Mmm,” was her reply, and she bit down hard on his stomach. He jerked hard against her, and Rita chuckled, which only caused him to twitch again.

“You’re living dangerously right now,” Jared managed to growl.

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