He gives me a sexy, secretive smile and continues leading me upstairs—to his bedroom, I discover.
"Sleepy already?" I ask.
"No, I'm not tired." He takes both my hands, walking forward while backing me up toward the bed, then he gently pushes me to sit down at the foot. "I have a surprise for you. But first, you'll need to be blindfolded. All right?"
"Sure." I would let him do anything to me. Maybe I should be concerned about why I feel that way, but I don't care what the reason is. It feels good.
Nick retrieves a necktie from a dresser drawer and ties it around my head, covering my eyes with the silky fabric. "Now, just sit there and wonder about what I'm doing."
"I'm already curious."
An odd sound follows, like a match being struck. I hear him moving around, and I notice that odd sound again, several times.
He grasps my shoulders. "Stand up, love. I need to get the bed ready."
"I can help."
"That would spoil the surprise." He brushes his lips over mine. "Patience, love."
He's called me "love" twice. I think he's called me that before too. It's probably just a British thing, and I shouldn't read too much into it.
I stand up with Nick's hands steadying me. There's something intensely erotic about not knowing what he has planned.
More noises follow. The rustling of fabric. The puffing of pillows. The whispering of his breaths.
God, I'm so turned on I can hardly stand it. "Are you almost done? Because I'm dying to know what you're up to."
"This is what I'm up to." His voice rumbles inches from my ear, and his hands cup my bottom. He tilts my hips forward until my body meets a hard obstacle. A long, thick, hard obstacle. "Understand?"
Oh yes, I understand now. His erection is pressed into my belly, which means he's about to give me exactly what I want.
A soft aroma wafts in the air, like sandalwood and ginger.
"Mm, that smells wonderful," I say. "Did you light scented candles?"
"Yes, I did." He rubs his cock against me. "You're a very clever woman, Siobhan. That's one of the sexiest things about you. Now, I'm going to undress you."
"While I'm blindfolded?"
"That's right. Are you ready to relinquish control to me?"
"I've already done that. You can do anything you want, Nick. I trust you."
He removes my clothes piece by piece, taking his time as he unbuttons my shirt and unzips my pants. His fingers tease my skin with every movement, and my breathing becomes faster and heavier, the weight of desire increasing every second. When he gets rid of my bra, he skims his fingers over the already stiff peaks, making me suck in a breath. But when he removes my panties, he toys with the hairs on my mound, barely touching them, the delicate touch intensifying my arousal until I'm on fire for him from head to toe.
Nick whips off the blindfold. "Lie down on the bed, on your stomach."
Though I'd been in the dark until now, the light doesn't shock my eyes. The only illumination comes from the scented candles he set up on the dresser and the bedside table. The curtains above the bed are closed, giving us total privacy.
And Nick is naked. His hard cock dances in front of his body. I can't help staring at it. His length is smooth and sleek, long but not too long, and just thick enough to make my mouth water. I've seen his cock before, but this time feels different. I never took the time to appreciate his manly parts until tonight. Nick Hunter has the most beautiful dick I've ever seen, and I can't wait to have him inside me again.
"On the bed, Siobhan," he says. "Or I'll toss you onto it."
He's smirking, but I know he absolutely will toss me onto the bed if I don't do what he said.
So I crawl across it on all fours, glancing over my shoulder at him while I move. And yeah, I'm teasing him with my smile and my body. Getting Nick hot and bothered is my favorite sport.
I lie down on my stomach with a pillow under my head and my cheek resting on it. "I'm ready for my surprise. Please tell me it involves multiple orgasms."