Mine

An eBook By Carla Frost.

It was Nadia's idea to use a blindfold. I lay, flat on my back except for my underwear and the strip of cloth tied securely across my eyes. I could sense Nadia above me. She was close enough that I caught the warmth of her skin. Her fingers brushed teasingly at my hip. It felt as though every nerve inside of me was on fire, ready, aching for her touch.

Her tongue found my mouth, her lips fixing tightly onto mine. Her hand was at my breast, kneading in that expert way she had. My nipples were hard and erect under her fingers, tenting against the soft silk of my bra.

The kiss was broken off and for a moment Nadia concentrated solely on my breasts. She was rubbing through the fabric of the bra, her fingers teasing at my nipples. She knew from years of intimacy how much I liked to be touched there. And then her mouth was on my breast, delightfully unexpected and I could not stop a small "Oh" of surprise from escaping.

"Shh . . ." Nadia murmured.

She started a series of slow, light kisses down the length of my body, beginning at the side of my neck and edging lower and lower, over my breasts and onto my stomach. I was breathless, raising myself up to her, my hands seeking the body I could not see, the face and hair and lips that the blindfold concealed from me. And then I was raising myself into nothing as her kisses moved lower still.

She slid a finger into the fabric of my panties, moved that finger down until it was over the very core of me and then pulled the silk aside. I expected to feel her tongue next, warm and wet and eager, but instead there came the cold shock of lube, making me gasp. Nadia laughed at my reaction and then laughed again as she spread the lube over me, her movements making me squirm and bite my lip. A pulse raced in my thigh. I lay on the bed between my lover's knees, wet and spread and open for her.

"Relax, babe," said Nadia, using her special name for me.

I wondered what was coming next, my mind dizzy with possibilities. But behind the blindfold I could not see a thing. I'd have to wait and find out.

I felt her fingers pressing in, two at first...reaching...curled inside me, sweetly, fulfilling my desire to be penetrated, making me groan. Then two more, sliding deeper inside; her whole hand, cool and slick with lube, sinking fingers searched forward into my pussy.

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