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Well, it was his fault, coming early like that and ruining my fun.

I crawled up on my knees. Taking a deep breath, I lowered myself, straddling his face. As the curves of my clit touched his skin, I let out a heavy breath.

“Fuck, Mina, what the—”

As I began grinding down against his face, the rest of his words died in his throat. The blindfold covering his eyes only made the sight hotter, so I shut mine and began rocking back and forth against him.

He lifted my hips, positioning myself. Wait… he lifted? His hands were free?

I couldn’t care that moment. I only covered his lips. But then he caressed my fingers and guided them to his mouth. As he sucked my hand, I kept sliding up and down. His nose was perfect for my clit. Not too pointy, not too soft… Fuck, it felt so good. So damn good.

As my breathing grew heavier, I rolled my eyes back. I let out a deep moan. I knew he wanted to moan too, but he couldn’t even breathe. All he saw, all he felt, was my heat. I was practically bouncing on top of him now, having lost control, every part of my body swayed with ecstasy, about to melt away.

I kept moving back and forth without stopping, to cum fully, slapping his face with my cheeks. The cloth over his eyes kept slipping, but I never stopped. I wanted to come all over his pretty features. He clenched my thighs, taking my blows with his mouth open. When I finally came, I leaned back, panting. He spread my legs and buried his face deep inside.

“Stop… oh…” I tugged his hair weakly. His mouth opened wider, his trembling fingers gathered the liquid spreading across his entire face. I lifted one leg and looked at his face. The fabric over his eyes was wrinkled and covered in my cum. His pupils were dilated, and his mouth was hanging open.

I tried to move, but he quickly grabbed my hips and pressed me back against his face once again. Now his mouth explored my clit, and all I could do was whimper loudly. I was so lost in tending to myself that I only now noticed the cock standing rigid before me.

“My love… I’m sor…”

He didn’t let me finish. He hauled me off him and onto the floor, then crushed his mouth to mine with a growl, kissing me so hard my head pressed into the floorboards. When he finally pulled back, my taste still shone on his lips, and his face was a mask of fury. I’d never seen him like this. I stared up at him, shivering with a thrill I couldn’t name.

“You’re dead, Mina. Your sex toy finally woke up.”

I smirked at his furious tone.

He had fallen right into my trap.

CHAPTER 17

Mina

“Open your eyes.”

He flung me to bed, and my eyes slammed shut from the impact. But the body looming over me had zero patience, his tongue licked my closed lids.

“I said, open your eyes.”

I forced them to flutter open, completely dazed. My smirk was melting off my face now. Alright, maybe I’d pushed it a bit. Just a bit.

“Strip.”

“My love, let’s…”

“Both pieces. Off.”

He was the one who’d dressed me like a damn doll, that was clear, and now he wanted me naked in front of him? Well… I slowly peeled off my shirt. When my tits spilled out… I couldn’t help it. I was embarrassed as hell. Raymond was someone I knew, but it’d been years. I’d gained weight, maybe? I had no clue. In the shower, at least water covered me, but now I was alone on the bed, with him standing there watching me, observing me closely… the shame flooded through me.

“Give it to me.”

I handed him the shirt, and he snatched it rough.

“Skirt, too.”

As I peeled off the skirt, all I could think was that I wasn’t even hot. Not even a bit. Ever since that weird electric shock, my body felt warped. Regardless, I gave him the skirt too, and he stepped back, shoving them in a drawer. Now naked, I lifted my head and looked at him.

“What about you?”