I walked up the staircase and headed to one of my spare rooms, hearing her quiet steps behind me.
There was no way I could fuck her in my bed. The only person allowed in my personal space was my housekeeper, and even that had taken a lot of time to get used to. Too many of my demons lived in that room, and I wouldn’t risk having someone in that space.
I opened the door and walked into the gray room. Everything in there was a shade of gray, minus the black bed.
I watched Emma as she looked over the space, her eyes moving in every direction.
She turned and met my gaze.
“Is this your room?”
“No,” I said without hesitation. “Stay here for a moment. I’ll be right back.”
I walked out and made my way down the hall to my room, unbuttoning my shirt as I went. I knew as soon as I walked back in with the blindfold she’d have doubts about being there, but it was the only way. If she wouldn’t submit to it, then I wouldn’t go through with it no matter how badly I wanted to. I threw the shirt on the bed and headed to my closet where I kept the blindfold.
I walked back into the gray room to see Emma sitting on the bed, her hands folded in her lap as she waited for me. She looked up to meet my gaze then drifted down to my exposed body.
I watched her chest rise and fall in a rapid pace as she looked me over. I stood in the doorway and waited as her eyes raked over my toned chest and abs. I worked hard on my body and I knew she appreciated it.
Her eyes finally moved up to mine and I grinned as a blush rose on her cheeks before she diverted her gaze to her lap.
I’ll never understand women. How could they be so bold one minute, then turn into a blushing schoolgirl the next?
I walked to the bed and she instinctively spread her legs so I could stand between them.
“Emma, look at me.”
She tilted her head up and met my gaze.
“I’m going to fuck you,” I announced as I ran my fingertips softly down her cheek. She closed her eyes and leaned into my touch. “I won’t be gentle and that wet, eager pussy of yours will beg for release, but I won’t give it…not until I’m ready for you to come.” She opened her lust-filled eyes and I grinned before lifting my other hand. Her eyes darted to the blindfold I was holding and she frowned. She opened her mouth to speak, but I placed my hand over her lips. “This is how I fuck, Emma. I’ll never walk out on you again. I’m going to pleasure you until you can’t take any more, and then I’ll do it some more. I want to be buried inside you so deep, you never forget what it feels like.”
I handed her the blindfold and stepped away from her. She held it in her lap and stared at it for a few moments before she finally stood up from the bed.
I could tell she was hesitant. She stared at the floor as if she was weighing her options. I didn’t want her to get lost in her own thoughts. I only wanted her to get lost in the pleasure I would bring her.
“Put it on and strip for me, Emma.”
She looked at me with trepidation, but slowly lifted the blindfold over her head and covered her eyes. Then she brought her hand down and grabbed the hem of her shirt, pulling it over her head to reveal a white lace bra, which pushed up her perfect tits. I started to undress as she reached behind her to unzip her skirt, keeping my eyes on her every move.
When her skirt finally fell to the floor, I had to hold back a groan. She was a fucking masterpiece. She had on matching black and white panties with black thigh-highs.
“Get on the bed, Emma, and keep the heels on.”
I rubbed my dick through my pants as I watched her climb onto the bed, ass poking out in the air as if she was trying to put on a show for me. A show I was all too willing to watch.
I walked to the end of the bed as she positioned herself with her hair fanned out against the pillows. All I could do at that moment was stare at her and commit the image to memory. She looked like a fucking angel on the black sheets.
“Spread your legs for me, princess,” I finally said as I continued to stroke my dick.
She slowly spread her legs apart and I looked over her body. Her plump tits rose and fell with her breaths, nipples standing at attention under her bra, and the sheer fabric of her panties was soaked against the lips of her pussy.
A perfect fucking sight.
I climbed onto the bed, running my hands up the outside of her legs until I reached her hips. Then I gently pulled her panties down, revealing her clean-shaven pussy.
She bent her legs up so I could take off her panties.
“Keep your legs bent,” I told her as I watched her pant while I pushed her legs open for me.
Her pussy glistened with need, calling out to be devoured. I licked my lips as her musky scent filled my senses. I was so fucking turned on I knew I’d have to hold off because as soon as my cock melted into that hot pussy, I’d explode.