Page 16 of The Betrayal
“I’ll be right outside.”
I nod, because I can’t say anything else. I need to get my game face on. I need the money, I can’t live with my dad’s best friend much longer.
I wanted the fresh start, and this was how I was going to get that start a lot sooner.
The handle twists and I step into the deep emerald green room, with low lighting, the bed in the middle of the room and my eyes scan to see where my mystery man is.
“Hello…” but the room is empty. I spin towards the closed door and look in confusion.
What the fuck was going on?
Turning back towards the bed, I slowly walk over and see a note, a black, silk blindfold and a single, black rose.
Reaching for the note, I flip it over and read.
Put on the blindfold and wait for me, xo.
Anxiousness swims around in my stomach but I do as the note says. Placing the blindfold over my head, I familiarize myself with the room before I cover my eyes and inhale deeply as I wait.
“So…” his deep voice floats across the room, “we finally meet, little Vixen.” His soft an American accent rasps, and I shiver as an ice breeze dances up and down my spine.
“How did you find me?” I whisper into the room, wrapping my arms around myself.
“I have my ways.”
I nod.
“Why the blindfold?” a nervous laugh escapes me.
And that’s when I hear his shoes move across the floor, and within seconds he is behind me, hands on my hips as his fingers fumble to the tie that is wrapped around my kimono, his lips next to my ear.
“When you lose one of your senses, the rest heighten.”
My breath catches at the back of my throat as his fingers dance across the bare skin of my stomach, teasing and skimming his fingertips along the hem of my G-string.
“I didn’t want to see your pretty little pussy over a screen anymore,” his whispers become more ragged, his chest rising and falling as he slips his hand into the front of my underwear.
My heart jackhammers against my rib cage, the blood thrashing and pumping round my ears.
“Just breathe, let me work your body little vixen…” he rasps as his fingers dip lower and press against my clit.
“We have the whole night, we don’t need to rush,” I pinch my eyes closed and I can’t deny his fingers feel good. I may be a virgin, but I have definitely been touched before.
Widening my stance, a little, his fingers glide between my lips, teasing a finger at my opening and a moan slips out.
“Look at you enjoying this already, I’ve barely touched you… you’re sensitive… just how I like them.”
My head rolls forward as his fingers tease at my opening, my nipples harden against the silk material of my bra and I’m not even ashamed that I am enjoying this.
Whimpering when he pulls his hand from my panties, he leaves me standing alone at the foot of the bed.
“Here’s what I am going to do to you…” his lips are back against my ear, “I am going to eat your pussy while burying my fingers deep inside of you and just when you’re on the brink of coming, I am going to fuck you hard and relentlessly.” I stiffen as his knuckles brush across my goose bumped shoulder. “I don’t go soft and easy; I fuck how I want to fuck and you will come all over my cock.”
He's now in front of me, his fingers digging into my cheeks as he brushes his lips against mine.
“Do you understand me?”
And I nod. Nerves cripple inside of me.