“You
know we could get pulled over by the cops as they might think you’re kidnapping
me, having me blindfold like this,” I say.
“The
windows are tinted, sweetheart.”
“Of
course they are.”
I
fold my arms over my chest at the sound of Jake’s soft laughter.
“Well,
with the speed you drive at we’ll probably get pulled over for a ticket. Then
what will you tell them?”
“That
my fiancée is kinky and she gets her sexual kicks from me driving her around
blindfold. Then, and only then, will she let me fuck her.”
“Jake!”
“That,
or we’re into BDSM and you’re my submissive. And seeing you like this is how I
get my kicks.” I feel his hand go to my leg, his rough fingertips gently
stroking the skin just above my knee.
This
is the first time in five days that he’s touched me intimately. My pulse jumps
and my whole body responds.
“Do
you realise how hard my dick is right now, just looking at you sitting there in
those fuck hot boots, that short skirt … blindfolded.”
Holy fuck.
“And
what do you plan on doing with it?” My voice has taken on a husky tone all of
its own.
“Something
which will mean you naked very soon, wearing only that scarf over your eyes and
those come-fuck-me-now boots wrapped around my waist.”
*Not the final version.
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