The effect was disconcerting. Her pulse spiked. Her body ripened. If Dominic hadn’t already spoken she’d be scared witless.
“I’ve wanted you so much for so long and I know you want me.” He pulled something else from his pocket. A blindfold.
“You’re mine tonight. I’m going to use you like you deserve to be used.”
Darkness descended as he secured the blindfold over her eyes. She let out a squeak. The vulnerability of being blind, bound and unable to speak was nerve-racking. And thrilling. Some part of her, an undiscovered part, felt content at the lack of control. A sense of peaceful euphoria entwined with the adrenaline of excitement and fear.
“Don’t scream or I will punish you.” Dominic picked her up and hiked her over his shoulder. She bounced against his ass as he strode toward his truck. The jarring sensation was uncomfortable but his hand on her butt cheeks stoked a fire and pointed her nipples into tight buds.
He opened the door to the truck and carefully dropped her in. She scooted back until she collided with the metal of the opposite side. The floor was decked out in some kind of padding. Despite being bound and gagged, she was comfortable. He’d put lots of thought into her comfort.
The door closed and he started the engine. The short drive gave her some time to think. And calm her raging heart. Her nipples were aching, pebbled nubs. She wanted to touch them, roll them between her fingertips, feel the sharp sting as she pinched them. Being bound restricted her movements. He’d left her unable to touch herself.
Ruth groaned. She leaned down and rubbed her breasts against her thighs, hoping to ease some of the tension. It only made it worse.
How had he known about her deepest fantasy?
She couldn’t believe it was finally going to be fulfilled by the man she’d been fantasizing about for months. By the man she was falling in love with.
Soon she would see Dominic naked, have his hard cock in her throat. She’d be able to show him just how much of a good girl she could be.
The truck stopped. She heard him get out of the driver’s side. The door slammed. She listened and waited.
Her door opened. A hand wrapped around her ankle and jerked her forward. She yelped as he once again put her over his shoulder. His strength aroused her to the point of pain. She’d never be able to overpower him if he pushed her too far. She was completely at his mercy.
He unlocked another door, kicked it closed and carried her down a flight of stairs.
When he put her on her feet, she sucked in air through her teeth. She waited for him to say something. Being blindfolded meant she had to rely on her other senses. She knew he was close, she could smell his scent—musky, masculine, sandalwood mixed with engine oil. She would never get tired of that scent. She wanted to roll in it, ingrain it in her pores.
He pulled her flush against his chest and massaged her breasts. Unable to resist, she arched into him as he plucked her nipples.
He said, “I know what you crave, to be treated like a naughty little girl. Isn’t that right, Ruth? You want me to fuck you, don’t you?”
She mumbled against the gag, “Mmm-hmm.”
Dominic chuckled. “So eager. I like that.”
He moved her backward then stopped. She never knew being manhandled could be such an aphrodisiac.
Finally, he removed her blindfold. She blinked a few times, adjusting to her new surroundings. She focused on him. Fire blazed in his ice-blue eyes. Her pulse pounded. Her pussy clenched. Her skin ignited with need. She’d waited so long to have Dominic.
He smoothed a hand over her hair and she leaned into his touch. She watched desire widen his pupils. Deep down, something powerful and feminine purred. Although he had outward control, she could still affect him. She, the town librarian.
“You’re my captive now. No escaping. I can do anything I want and you’ll let me.”
Her knees almost buckled. Her body liquid.
“I’m going to take
“I’ve wanted you so much for so long and I know you want me.” He pulled something else from his pocket. A blindfold.
“You’re mine tonight. I’m going to use you like you deserve to be used.”
Darkness descended as he secured the blindfold over her eyes. She let out a squeak. The vulnerability of being blind, bound and unable to speak was nerve-racking. And thrilling. Some part of her, an undiscovered part, felt content at the lack of control. A sense of peaceful euphoria entwined with the adrenaline of excitement and fear.
“Don’t scream or I will punish you.” Dominic picked her up and hiked her over his shoulder. She bounced against his ass as he strode toward his truck. The jarring sensation was uncomfortable but his hand on her butt cheeks stoked a fire and pointed her nipples into tight buds.
He opened the door to the truck and carefully dropped her in. She scooted back until she collided with the metal of the opposite side. The floor was decked out in some kind of padding. Despite being bound and gagged, she was comfortable. He’d put lots of thought into her comfort.
The door closed and he started the engine. The short drive gave her some time to think. And calm her raging heart. Her nipples were aching, pebbled nubs. She wanted to touch them, roll them between her fingertips, feel the sharp sting as she pinched them. Being bound restricted her movements. He’d left her unable to touch herself.
Ruth groaned. She leaned down and rubbed her breasts against her thighs, hoping to ease some of the tension. It only made it worse.
How had he known about her deepest fantasy?
She couldn’t believe it was finally going to be fulfilled by the man she’d been fantasizing about for months. By the man she was falling in love with.
Soon she would see Dominic naked, have his hard cock in her throat. She’d be able to show him just how much of a good girl she could be.
The truck stopped. She heard him get out of the driver’s side. The door slammed. She listened and waited.
Her door opened. A hand wrapped around her ankle and jerked her forward. She yelped as he once again put her over his shoulder. His strength aroused her to the point of pain. She’d never be able to overpower him if he pushed her too far. She was completely at his mercy.
He unlocked another door, kicked it closed and carried her down a flight of stairs.
When he put her on her feet, she sucked in air through her teeth. She waited for him to say something. Being blindfolded meant she had to rely on her other senses. She knew he was close, she could smell his scent—musky, masculine, sandalwood mixed with engine oil. She would never get tired of that scent. She wanted to roll in it, ingrain it in her pores.
He pulled her flush against his chest and massaged her breasts. Unable to resist, she arched into him as he plucked her nipples.
He said, “I know what you crave, to be treated like a naughty little girl. Isn’t that right, Ruth? You want me to fuck you, don’t you?”
She mumbled against the gag, “Mmm-hmm.”
Dominic chuckled. “So eager. I like that.”
He moved her backward then stopped. She never knew being manhandled could be such an aphrodisiac.
Finally, he removed her blindfold. She blinked a few times, adjusting to her new surroundings. She focused on him. Fire blazed in his ice-blue eyes. Her pulse pounded. Her pussy clenched. Her skin ignited with need. She’d waited so long to have Dominic.
He smoothed a hand over her hair and she leaned into his touch. She watched desire widen his pupils. Deep down, something powerful and feminine purred. Although he had outward control, she could still affect him. She, the town librarian.
“You’re my captive now. No escaping. I can do anything I want and you’ll let me.”
Her knees almost buckled. Her body liquid.
“I’m going to take