Page 29 of Trusting His Heart

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Page 29 of Trusting His Heart

“Ohhhhh,” she cried as he pinned her writhing body on the bed. As one hand continued to move the feather across her bare arms, he removed her shoes. Setting aside the feather, he took lotion from the box and began massaging each toe. He continued the massage, moving up her legs over her shorts until his fingers itched to slide underneath the fabric to the place of her no return.

“Now, what do you think you deserve?” Softly in her ear as he held her hair back in a tight ponytail.

“Whatever you want to give me.”

Pulling her head back, he attacked her neck with his tongue and lip, knowing that denying her sight only magnified the sensation.

“Let me …” she cried.

“Let you do what? What exactly do you want to do?” this woman would be the death of him. “Why should I let you do anything at all? This is your punishment.”

“Then for the love of … give me something to do.”

He slowly unzipped her shorts, taking her by surprise as he kissed her belly button and traced his tongue to where her panties began. “You have a job – lie back and take your punishment.”

Bec only stopped wriggling her hips after he removed her shorts and pulled out a second feather. Spreading her legs, he ran both feathers up and down her inner legs. Her scent filled the room as her cries became more urgent.

“I want you.”

“You can’t have me.”

“Geoff, please, I want you.”

“Tell me what I want to hear.” He kissed her pussy through her wet panties. “You know what to say, and all this punishment will end.”

Suddenly, she wrestled out of the ties. Without removing her blindfold, her hands found him through his jeans. A single touch and he moaned, “You don’t play fair.”

“My turn,” as she unzipped his jeans and removed him, three long strokes before she captured him in her mouth.

He pulled at her hair, fingers pressed her head closer around him. So close. So very close.

“My turn,” he croaked, pulling off her blindfold and turning her over onto her stomach. Kissing her beautiful rump through her panties, he pushed them aside as he entered her from behind.

“Geoff, I adore you,” she cried as he slammed against her and then rewarded her with his fingers finding her bud from the front.

“Oh, Geoff, ohhhhhhhhhh,” he held on until after her spasms subsided. Only then did he release and collapse on top of her.

“Now we have gotten your punishment out of the way, what were you upset about?” he asked as he fed her pieces of broken omelette in bed.

“Your country. Your sports, television, house. Everything in our lives is about you. I can’t even tell you how to cook eggs!”

“Easy fixed,” he leant in to whisper “We should talk about making things a little more permanent,” he interrupted her questioning look with more kisses.

All her doubt evaporated. She deserved happiness. Geoffrey deserved this happiness. They waited so long and fought so hard to find each other, finally learning to trust and love again.

What could go wrong.




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