She strolls over to his bedside table, her eyes lingering over him as her lips involuntarily part. Her corset nestles comfortably as she kneels and arches gently beside him.
He can hear the draw slide open. His ears strain desperately for more. But his pale green eyes are rendered useless against the soft, satin blindfold cushioning his face.
oh my god, what is she doing?
His pulse simultaneously quickens and contracts, tightening his thickly veined body, pressing it deep into the leather straps she had bound him with.
She removes her newly minted toy from the draw, tearing its seal. She discards the packaging and carefully turns to mount him.
They can both feel her presence towering over him, soul mates forever entwined. She squeezes him tightly between her legs in anticipation gripping his hands hard as she dangles her sweet tongue over his ear.
“I have a surprise,” she whispers.