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    After tying the blindfold tight around her head, he stepped away and she moaned at the sudden loss. Where is he? Clothes rustled, a belt unbuckled, shoes fell to the floor. He’s undressing . A thrill raced through her.
    In the dark, with the blindfold cutting off her sight, she hung on every whisper, waiting. When Alston’s hands brushed against her arms, she gasped, shaking as he unzipped her dress and slipped it off her shoulders. He stripped her with efficient grace, unclasping her bra, shimmying down her panties. She stood there, full breasts, ample hips. All of her on display. Would he change his mind? Or did he actually like what he saw?
    After a moment, his breath hitched and a satisfied groan took its place. “You’re so beautiful, Bryce.”
    She smiled but said nothing, not trusting her voice to be firm without the light.
    “Now, get on your knees, please. I want you to suck my cock.”
    What? “But I can’t see!”
    Alston let out a short laugh. “I know. It’ll help you learn. Trust me.”
    Bryce nodded and slid to the floor, kneeling on the plush carpet as she bit her lip. He’d told her they’d start with what she knew, but she never imagined it’d be on her knees with a blindfold. As her thoughts tumbled over themselves, Alston’s hand reached around her head.
    “Open your mouth, Bryce. I want you to taste me.”
    She opened on command and his thick, spongy head brushed her lips. With a moan, she opened wider, letting him slip into her mouth and fill her up. Mmm . He tasted…delicious. Hot and hard with a hint of musk. He was all man and he was inside her, taking her mouth like she hoped he’d take her pussy.
    “I’m not going to force you, Bryce. I want you to learn me—learn what I like and what I don’t. Use your mouth and tongue to get me off.”
    She moaned around him and reached her hand up to grip his shaft when he pulled away. “I said your mouth and tongue. Not your hands. I’ll tie them behind your back if you do it again.”
    Bryce nodded and opened her mouth, desperate and eager.
    “Good. Now let’s start again.” He thrust inside her, taking her deeper, edging to the start of her throat before pulling back.
    She latched on, tightening her lips around his shaft as she adjusted to his girth. A few hesitant starts and stops and she eased into a rhythm, sliding down and up, licking his tip and teasing the ridge until he moaned. Something about the blindfold made it so much hotter. Intense. Her sex throbbed and she squirmed to relieve the ache.
    “You like giving head, don’t you Bryce?”
    She hummed her assent and he groaned, thrusting deeper into her mouth. Mmm . On the next slide down, she did it again, humming against his shaft as she took him as far as her mouth would allow. He groaned again and she smiled around him, letting saliva dribble down her chin.
    Making him moan, turning him on—it was empowering. She might be on her knees, but she was the one allowing him pleasure, determining when he’d come and how hard. Up and down she stroked, using her tongue to lap at him again and again. She owned him in that moment.
    Focusing on Alston’s orgasm, Bryce forgot all about the blindfold, the domination, the control—everything but his erection and her throbbing need between her legs. Losing herself in the freedom of sex and satisfaction, she sucked and sucked until he shuddered inside her mouth and took her head in his hands.
    A single thrust from him and he came, shooting his thick, creamy release deep into her throat. Bryce swallowed and swallowed, drawing out every spasm until he gasped and let her go. Oh my God . She ached with sexual frustration—satisfied but desperate at the same time. Her whole body quivered and buzzed.
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    Damn . Alston hadn’t come so hard in years. The way she lapped her tongue around his head, melted her lips around his shaft, and sucked him deeper into her greedy mouth every time—it was pure magic. He fell to his