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beside her?  Or had he moved away?
    Several moments went by and she debated whether to say his name.  To be sure he was still there.
    Then she felt it.  A light touch on her inner thigh.  Her breath held as his fingertips glided upward, stopping just short of her now damp folds.  Then they moved away.
    Seconds ticked by.
    Then she felt his touch on her ribs under her breast.  This time his hand glided upward and…
    “Oh…”
    His hand cupped her breast and she moaned.  Her nipple pressed into the warmth of his palm as he squeezed in a pulsing rhythm, then his hand moved to her other breast.  She arched into his welcome touch, loving the heat of him against her.
    Something warm and moist touched her other breast, then dragged over her sensitive nipple.
    “So sweet,” he said.  “I’ve wanted to do this ever since I laid eyes on you.”
    Then his mouth covered her and she whimpered as he suckled lightly.
    “Oh, yes.”  She felt the wetness pool between her legs.
    He caressed her other breast, then he squeezed the nipple between his fingertips.  She arched against his mouth, wanting more.  He sucked, then his tongue laved her hard nub.
    When he released it, she felt the cool air on her damp nipple, then he warmed her other one in his hot mouth.
    This was so delightfully erotic.  And easier since she couldn’t see him, so she didn’t get nervous being with this man who was essentially a stranger, and way out of her league.
    His mouth moved away and she whimpered at the loss.  Then she felt something wisp across her shoulder like the brush of a butterfly wing.
    A feather.
    It teased over her nipples, swirled around each several times, then glided down her belly.  It disappeared, then touched down on her inner thigh.  Trailing down to her knees, sending goose bumps along her skin, then back up.  Higher.  And higher.
    It brushed against her folds and she arched.
    More.  She wanted so much more.
    He laughed, a silken sound in the darkness.
    “Please touch me, sir,” she cried.
    “Touch you?”
    The feather disappeared and she whimpered.
    “Yes, sir.  Please.”
    His fingers brushed against her ankle and she felt the tight hold on her ankle release.  He turned her lower body on its side, and his fingers glided over her ass.  Then she felt his hand smack against her bottom.  She gasped.  His hand connected with her flesh again.  Then a third time.
    Seconds later she was tethered once again.
    She realized he’d just punished her for her request, making the point that he was in charge.
    Tingles danced through her at how amazingly erotic this whole situation was.  He had her bound and blindfolded, totally at his mercy.  He could do anything to her.
    She wanted to be his willing slave.
    “Sorry I displeased you, sir.  May I make it up to you?”
    “What do you have in mind?”
    “I could… pleasure you.”  The thought of wrapping her hands around his cock, which she was sure would be big and thick, sent her insides pulsing with need.  Or would he just press it to her lips while she was still restrained and fuck her mouth?
    He chuckled.  “I will definitely take you up on that… later.”
    She waited in the darkness for more words.  Or actions.  But silence wrapped around her like a cocoon.  She could feel his gaze on her and it was all she could do to stop from squirming.
    Then she felt his lips on her inner thigh.  His tongue dragging along her sensitive skin.
    When he drew near her intimate flesh, she forced herself not to arch against him.
    Then she felt it.  His tongue lapped over her slick flesh.  She moaned.
    He pressed his tongue into her and pulsed in a rapid rhythm, driving her wild.  Then he covered her with his mouth, teasing her with his flicking tongue.  His fingers spread her folds and he found her little button.  Tremors of delight quivered through her as his tongue fluttered over her clit.
    “Yes,” she murmured.  “Oh, thank you, sir.”
    Although she’d