Page 70 of One More Chance
With her vision gone, her other senses sharpened. I saw it in the way her lips parted, the slight arch of her back as she adjusted to the loss of sight, the quiet exhale that left her.
I let my hands wander first, tenderly tracing every curve and dip of her body as if I was memorizing her all over again. Then I reached for the items I’d gathered for different textures and sensations: a soft feather, a velvet glove, a silk handkerchief, a loofah.
She gasped, squirmed, and moaned. She laughed at the rough edge of the loofah. Her body arched and trembled beneath the blindfold, and I watched it all, my own body tense, aching, alive with every reaction she gave me.
“You’re so beautiful like this,” I said as my lips trailed along her skin. “So perfect.”
Her thighs trembled, restrained, and she let out a low, needy sound. “Levi… please.”
I paused, nose brushing right below her navel. “Please what? Tell me what you want, Sloane.”
A moment passed as her breath hitched. “I want your mouth,” she whispered, raw and pleading. “I want to feel everything.”
Fuck yes.
I spread her thighs wider, placing a kiss to the inside of each before letting my tongue finally meet her heat. And good fucking god, I gave her everything I had.
She cried out, the sound sharp and unguarded, her hips jerking hard against the restraints. I licked slowly at first, teasing, letting her build again, her legs trembling in my grasp as I held her writhing body.
She was ravishing like this: exposed, trusting, unleashed. I loved her more in that moment than I ever had before.
She gasped, her fingers digging into the bindings, and I felt her body tense again. “Levi,” she whispered, her voice trembling “It’s… so much.”
I kissed her softly, pulling back enough to tease her, my breath warm against her skin. “We can stop anytime,” I reminded her, my thumb brushing over her clit. “Say the safe word.”
But she shook her head, her breathing coming faster, more desperate. “No. Don’t stop.” Her voice was low, but there was no hesitation in it. “I want this. I want all of it.”
"I am yours to command." I chuckled darkly before grabbing the next item, "And I'm the only one who will ever get to hear you beg like this."
When I added the toy, she moaned so loudly I thought she might cry or wake the children. I pressed my hand to her mouth, "Such a good girl, letting me hear you. But we can't wake the children now, can we?"
She shook her head, my hand falling down to wrap around her throat as I slipped the toy inside her deeper, letting it hum to life, low and deep.
"That's right. You will obey, won't you?" Her body shuddered at the words, the audible sound of her soaking the sheets as the toy pushedher body to the edge. I leaned down, curling my tongue at the same time over her clit.
"Come for me Sloane. Let me hear my name on your lips." I felt her pulse, erratic under my fingertips as I applied pressure.
The reaction was instant. She stiffened, then broke. The orgasm hit her hard as her body came apart beneath me, her head thrown back, fingers clenched into fists. Her moans tore from her throat like confessions. As much as I knew I should silence her, I was desperate to hear her cries.
“Yes, yes, Levi, oh my god-”
I didn’t stop using the toy. Her legs trembled and soon she was begging, more laughing breathlessly onto another impending orgasm, her voice breaking. “Stop - please - fuck, I can’t-”
"Are you sure Sloane?" The words slipped out low and devilish. "If I stop now, we are done for the night."
She couldn't stop her body from convulsing as she pulled against the restraints, her cries desperate, 'No. Please, I want you inside of me. I'm gonna- "
"Ah, fuck. To hear you beg." I pulled back, kissing her thighs, her stomach, her chest and as we’d agreed, I entered her. She cried out my name and the sound tore through me. "Fuck me, you feel perfect."
I furiously thrust into her, kept her teetering on the edge, wave after wave. Her body writhed beneath mine, each gasp, each shudder a plea and a surrender all at once as the thick of the orgasm broke, her body already trembling from the revelation.
"Yes. Take this cock and come on it Sloane. Let me hear you soak the bed." I gripped her thighs, my fingers bruising on her skin as the sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed in the room.
She sobbed as I moved within her, the overwhelming pleasure, too much, too fast, too deep as she drenched the sheets with her release but she never used the safe word. Never asked me to stop.
When I finally came, it was guttural, like something breaking open inside me. I held her as I unraveled, my balls tight and empty against her ass, bodies tangled, breath ragged, hearts pounding in sync.
The silence that followed was deafening as I removed her blindfold. “You okay?” I whispered, tucking her hair back and checking in on her.
