“Put this on,” he murmurs and his boyish sparkle glows brighter.“What is it?” “A blindfold.” I lean away from him, narrowing my eyes. “What do I need a blindfold for?””The surprise. I promise you I’m not looking to have my wicked way with you… yet.” That slow promise in his voice in that single short word ‘yet’ sends resonating throbs of desire straight through me from my breasts all the way to my thighs. “I not sure that I trust you,” I tease, relaxing a little more, squeezing my legs together to try and relieve the growing tension there.“Trust me this once. I promise you won’t regret it.”I narrow my eyes again and he laughs as I sit upright and reach for the blindfold. Instead, he holds it out of my reach. “Allow me,” he murmurs in his seductive growl and I try not to hear it, but the tension between my thighs grows another notch. I turn so my back is to him and the soft silk to the blindfold covers my eyes gently. He ties the ribbons tightly, but not too tightly. His hands then fall to my shoulders and rest there gently. His thumbs caress my shoulders in small circles and I feel my heart flutter.“You’ll drive a man insane, Sasha.”“It was your idea to blindfold me, no one else’s.”“I’m glad I did. Don’t move. I’ll help you from the car.” The car draws to a gentle stop and I hear his door open quickly, soon followed by mine. I feel a growing nervousness in the pit of my tummy. What has he got planned for us? What could he possibly be hiding from me? “Watch your step, there’s Pendik escort bayan a curb.” I find the curb and he pulls me up, a hand of mine in each of his and then he pulls me to his side, one strong arm around my waist. His driver presses my clutch bag into my hand. “Thank you, Harris. I’ll call you when we’re ready,” he says, dismissing the driver I presume. He grips me more tightly and guides me along beside him.“Isn’t this getting a little silly, Caine?”“Not at all,” he murmurs softly into my ear and suddenly the noise of the city at night is deadened and I get the impression we’ve just stepped inside somewhere. “And ever since I said about having my wicked way with you I am liking the look of you in this blindfold more and more.” he continues teasingly. I tremble momentarily in his arms as a rush of awareness runs right through me.There is a ping and I hear elevator doors slide open. He leads me inside. Elevator music is playing softly and I stand nervously as he clutches me to his side. “You’re ok, Sasha?” he asks gently, sounding concerned. I feel the momentary tightening of his hand as he checks in with me.“I’m okay, but I’m reasonably certain that you know exactly what you’re doing.” “If you want something, all you have to do is ask,” he says and that’s the moment I really know that he knows how much I want him to kiss me.I feel the pressure change as we rise what must be tens of floors. Mind you, that could pretty much be any building Escort Beykoz in New York.He chuckles at my frustration. “I promise it’ll all be worth it.” he murmurs, placing his hands on my waist and standing in front of me. I feel my heart beat a little faster as he steps in quite close. I moisten my lips hoping he’ll kiss me, but instead, much to my frustration, he kisses my forehead. He knows exactly what he’s doing. I try not to react. I can be strong about this.***************************She wants me to kiss her. Every time I come in close to her she tenses in hope. This is exactly what I want from her. I feel her disappointment when I kiss her forehead and smile to myself. Currently, she is exactly where I need her to be.She is beautiful tonight. The blue of her dress sets off her colouring in such a beautiful way that I am constantly stunned when I look at her. Her hair is up though which is somewhat frustrating for me. With the blindfold on I could pretty much do anything I wanted including kissing her as she seems to so desperately want me to do, but I won’t. I need her to come to me. I need her to see that I won’t ever demand more than she can give. She is warm and soft in my arms.The elevator stops and she tenses up again as the doors slide open. I know, from the kind of person that she is, this lack of control must be driving her crazy. The thought makes me smile slightly. I take her hand and her waist again and guide her out of the elevator Cevizli escort onto the roof of my building, my penthouse just below us. “We’re outside again? Are we on a rooftop?” she asks, clutching my hand as I lead her further into the space.“Shhh. You’ll find out in just a second,” I murmur, chuckling again at her impatience. She huffs quietly and her soft lower lip pouts slightly and the urge to kiss her increases tenfold.“I think you must already know, but you are actually driving me nuts here,” she says as I stop her in the middle of the roof facing the view over to Up Town New York and beyond. The lights at this time in the evening are just coming on as the sun begins to dip, casting a dusky orange hue across the sky. The view is utterly wonderful and I watch her for a moment standing in front of me with her back to me, her dress skims her curves so perfectly and I desperately want to feel her melt into me. I keep telling myself it’ll all be in good time. “Are you still there?” she whispers nervously.“Oh yes, I’m just admiring the view,” I reply, slipping my hands around her waist. I briefly press a kiss to her delectably soft neck before taking my fingers up to undo the blindfold. It falls away with a gentle whisper as my hands fall back to her hips. After a moment allowing her eyes to get used to the light again, she gasps.“It’s beautiful,” she whispers, looking over the view and then around at the rooftop which merits another gasp and a widening of her beautifully clear eyes. “You did all this? Why? How did you-““Shh,” I murmur, pressing my fingers to her lips as she turns to face me, awe colouring her cheeks. The feeling of her warm, silky soft lips under my fingers does nothing for my now straining libido. Slow and steady wins the race is my new mantra.