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“Yes, it does, Eli. But, Eli, that doesn’t mean whips and chains are next on my wish list, okay? I’m fairly sure we’ve plumbed the well on my interest in mild pain play. I think what I really like is the idea of you having total control of me in that way.”
“That’s good to know,” he chuckled, “because I don’t think a black patent bodysuit would be a good look for me.”
“I don’t think it would be for me, either,” she replied. “Although I doubt that the majority of people involved in that lifestyle dress that way. Now, you in black leathers, bare-chested and wielding a whip…hmm. I’d wear your collar, baby. So you’ll talk to Ethan?”
“Sure, he’s cool. We have the rest of the afternoon to ourselves. I told Kelly we would be ready to go to supper at six thirty.”
“What time is it now?”
“Don’t worry about that. We have plenty of time. I told you once already, but, honey, you look amazing in that gown and robe. Just beautiful.”
“Thank you. I love it. I’ll get a thrill every time I put it on, the way it slides over my skin, and the way your hands feel through the satin when you put them on me.” She stretched luxuriously in his arms and trembled slightly as his big, warm hand slid down her torso until it was mere inches above her mound.
“I hope you’ll wear it for me on a regular basis.”
“Of course, if you’ll promise to take it off of me on a regular basis.”
“Undressing you is a pleasure no matter what you have on.” He rose up and knelt in front of her. He took her hand and drew her to him so she knelt facing him. She allowed him to remove it, and then he lifted the hem of the gown. She raised her arms over her head and shuddered as he allowed the gown to slide slowly over her skin as he removed it.
With the blindfold over her eyes, her other senses became more acute.
She could hear the satin as it slid over her skin and hair. Her nerve endings were in overdrive, and gooseflesh formed on her skin at the slippery, silken touch of the gown. She heard Eli’s soft breathing and the slight sound of his movements as he placed the gown with the robe. The bed dipped again as he returned to her.
Feeling gooseflesh on her arms, he asked, “You cold?”
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“A little, but you can warm me.” She smiled as his hands slid over her shoulders again. His lips brushed her hair as he came closer and enveloped her in his arms, surrounding her with his warmth.
“Nervous?”
“A little. Just wondering what will happen next.”
“You seem a little tense, so we’re going to start with a massage. I’ve laid out a towel for you on this side of the bed. Come over here to me as I lead you. Damn, but you’re beautiful, baby,” he murmured. She moved toward his voice as he held her hand.
He helped her lay down on the towel so that no massage oil got on the fresh sheets. The light scent of jasmine floated on the air.
He spread the oil over her back and shoulders. He took his time
smoothing it over her skin, down to her buttocks. He maintained constant contact with her as he gently spread her legs so he could smooth the oil all over them. She gasped when his fingers strayed near her wet pussy lips. He teased her and made her groan when his hands moved away without
touching her. He continued to massage her legs then worked his way back to her buttocks.
Her flesh was warm now, and between her legs, her pussy blazed. He massaged the cheeks of her ass firmly. His thumbs strayed now and then to her rear opening, smoothing oil over it. He patiently worked his way up her back and finished by gently working her shoulder muscles, which were tense from pushing the mower and turning the soil in the flowerbed.
Finished with her back, he helped her turn over. She moved her hair out of the way over the pillow and lay still for him. He smoothed more oil over her upper chest and gently massaged over her shoulders, chest, and arms. He smoothed the oil in gentle upward strokes over her breasts, taking his time and gently tweaking her nipples into hard points. She moaned softly at the stimulation. His hands swept up the underside of her breasts, cupped them, and squeezed gently. Rachel noticed his breathing sounding a little rough.
The throbbing in her cunt increased as he dragged each nipple between his fingers one more time before moving on.
Eli caressed her ribs and abdomen and rubbed the oil into her skin. Her breaths came in little pants as his hands moved lower and separated before reaching her mound and glided down her legs. He was thorough in the massage he gave her and even rubbed the soles of her feet. Her heart began