by Ciara Cole
Emily half-scowled and half-smiled. Annoyed as she was that he seemed to think she’d simply jump at the chance to meet his every whim, she couldn’t help but like the direction this was headed.
“Come here.”
Chace had that rumble in his voice she liked. It melted and ignited her all at once. She made her way over the wide expanse of the king bed to him, keeping it sexy as she moved on hands and knees. No mean feat when she was carrying not one but two babies in there.
Yes – they were having twins, a boy and a girl. They had been shocked and ecstatic when they found out. Emily had never felt so blessed knowing they’d bringing such angelic wonders to the world soon.
When she was within reach, Chace pulled Emily’s arms to bring her even closer. Roaming his eyes over her, he watched as the candles illuminated the outline of her body in a golden glow. Then he locked his eyes with hers as he bent to tenderly kiss her pregnant stomach.
Emily cradled his darkly waved head, a tingling sensation running through her bloodstream. Chace peppered kisses over and around her navel, nibbling as he went. His hands moved round to scoop her plump derriere, squeezing proprietarily.
“You’re gorgeous,” he said, staring deep into her eyes. “You know how lucky I feel each time I walk in the door and find you there?”
Emily blushed and ducked her head into his shoulder. “I’m the lucky one. Sometimes I think this is a long, glorious dream that I mustn’t wake up from.”
“This is real. As real as our two angels I can’t wait to meet,” said Chace, hand resting on her big, round belly.
“Oh, Chace.”
He kissed her expectant tummy some more before sitting up to recline against the pillows again. He gently moved her to rest her back flush against his chest. He kissed her exposed neck and shoulders, caressing up and down her arms. He was getting her all gooey and pliant, only to have her freeze when he whispered close to her ear, “Let’s try something new, shall we?”
Dear Lord, this man. Those words always got her breath going ragged. Emily literally began to gasp out air in anticipation. “Um, Chace…”
“Trust me,” he rumbled in her ear, just as his hands left her body to reach for something in the drawer just beyond her vision. She turned and saw him pull out what looked like a soft black scarf. He made her face front and then suddenly, he’d tied the scarf over her eyes, blindfolding her.
“Just…let go for me,” Chace said softly from behind her. “And keep breathing, baby.”
Damn, she almost forgot to do that. Too busy trying to find her way round the darkness over her mind. This is different. She could feel Chace’s heat and presence, which was comforting despite not being able to see. Where is he taking this?
Speechless with excitement, Emily focused on inhaling and exhaling. Then she heard Chace speaking in her ear, soft encouraging sounds and words of endearment. The rhythmic flow of his voice assuaged her nerves.
He touched her. Oh, it felt good. Intensified by her inability to see, Chace’s every caress made her sizzle. He ran his hands down her chest, teasing her breasts over the lacy bra. The rough-soft texture of the fabric felt good grazing her skin as he tweaked her nipples skillfully.
“Now I remember why it’s so hard to say no to you,” Emily moaned, and heard him chuckle softly. Her heightened senses had her shivering at the sound of that low, throaty rumble. Everything happening around her and to her seemed magnified tenfold within the dark corridors of the blindfold.
That night was truly unforgettable. Marriage to Chace was always full of surprises, in and out of the bedroom. But it felt especially great that for them, lovemaking would never lack excitement.
At first, being in the blindfold was somewhat unsettling for someone like Emily who felt most comfortable when she was in charge of the situation around her. Chace, however, proved more than capable of showing her the thrill of truly letting go and trusting him.
He picked her up in his strong arms and set her in the middle of the huge bed. Then she felt him gently unclasp her bra before slowly, gently peeling off her panties. Before she could get self-conscious being naked without being able to see, Chace murmured more soothing, soft words. Emily eased back down on the sheets, listening for sounds of his movements as she blinked unseeingly beneath the scarf.
She could hear him rub something into his palms and then he touched her again, this time starting from her feet and legs. His strong hands massaged them with a blend of soft and firm strokes, causing Emily to let out a contented sigh. Then her breathing ramped up again as Chace continued up her calf, resting her leg on his shoulder as he massaged his way up to the juncture of her thighs.
“Your skin is addictive,” he growled, right before planting a kiss on her soft inner thigh. Emily’s sounds of pleasure encouraged him to keep going. She felt him journey his way up to her smooth-shaven mound and yet he barely skimmed over, making her want to cry out in disappointment.
His slow, teasing approach was having an utmost effect and Emily was getting so wet, she could feel herself soaking the sheets. Her imagination couldn’t help running wild just wondering what would happen next. Would Chace tweak her nipples, nibble on her breasts? Would his lips graze hers? It was torture…and he knew it.
He massaged some more of that warm, unscented oil up her body and all around her breasts, but never lingered on her erogenous zones. Emily wished she could scream! Finally, Chace seemed to sense she was reaching the end of her tether and chuckled.
“Now it gets naughty,” he promised.
Oh Lord, yes, she thought. Sure enough, Chace soon had his face buried between her thighs, licking and plucking on her dewy petals. He groaned deeply and ravished her with his tongue till Emily was clawing the pillows and sheets. He had to grip her hips to keep them steady for his feasting on her sweet nectar. Balling a fist into her mouth didn’t help hold back Emily’s screams. Chace really should have gagged me, not just blindfolded me, she decided.
Just having to experience these sensations while kept in that dark mask was enough to send Emily spiraling off the brink fast. She tried to hold back, but couldn’t help it. She cried out as she came hard on Chace’s face.
She felt in a daze that wouldn’t stop spinning,
There she was, thinking nothing could top what just happened, but Chace just had to take things up another notch.
“I’m going to tie you up now.”
Wait, what?” her eyes popped wide beneath her scarf. Before she could protest, Chace had taken hold of her hands and tied her hands to the bedposts above her with some more silk scarves. Oh shit. Even though it wasn’t uncomfortable at all, as Chace was careful to give enough slack so as not to hurt her, Emily couldn’t shake off a feeling of dangerous excitement.
Now she was truly helpless and totally as his mercy. she could only succumb to everything he wanted her to feel. His lips on hers, kissing her with the taste of her sex drugging them both…and then his mouth, on her breasts: kissing and nipping at her chocolate nugget tips. He sucked and nibbled on her nipples till he had Emily arching and straining against her restraints.
“Chace, please! I need to touch you, baby,” she begged.
“Not yet. But there is something you can do for me.”
Yes, anything, she wanted to moan, but couldn’t because Chace picked that moment to fill her mouth with the thick mushroom tip of his member. He’d come to kneel by her and with her propped up on the pillows, she could just reach with her lips and seal more of his meaty inches into her mouth. Emily felt him grip the sides of her head, holding her in place as he began to thrust in and out of her willing mouth.
It felt so good to pleasure him. Even with no hands and not being able to see, Emily took delight in his taste and warm, silken texture. Her tongue traced every familiar vein on his shaft and twirled round that broad, satiny cap. He pushed in deeper, but then quickly popped out just in time to free her air supply. She slurped and sucked and licked on him, moaning and writhing as she felt hi
s hands everywhere.
When he finally drew away completely, she sobbed in deprivation. He laughed softly and kissed her lips. “You’re mine, beautiful,” he rasped against her mouth. “You’ll always be mine.”
“I don’t want to be anything but yours – no matter what. Take me, Chace. Please,” moaned Emily. “I need you deep inside me, baby.” Her words made him draw in air sharply, and then while kissing her, he gently untied first her wrists. She wasted no time wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders, deepening the kiss hungrily. Chace slowly broke the kiss as he took off the blindfold.
Emily blinked her eyes open, thankful for the gentle radiance of the candlelight as she got accustomed to sight again. She gazed up at him and caught his smile. “I love you,” he whispered.
“I love you, too.”
So much. Her eyes shone with emotions, made all the more intense with the way her whole body yearned for him. In moments, he guided her gently on top of him and Emily gasped as she welcomed his thick hard length inside her waiting tunnel.
Long moments of sweet passion followed, and it was magical. There was sensitivity and tenderness, yet there was also earnest, demanding desire. With careful movements, they changed positions, taking their time to enjoy every second of their erotic, affectionate coupling.
Whether she was rocking atop him reverse cowgirl or Chace was taking her from behind, it felt just as good, maybe even better than before she got pregnant. Now Emily had him spooned up behind her and stroking his shaft in and out of her as they lay on their sides. Emily loved the intimacy of this position, as she could turn and head and kiss him while feeling his hands roam all over her body. Lifting her arm to wrap behind his head, Emily writhed her hips in motion with his.
He gently combed her hair from her forehead and watched her face while strumming her clit in time with his thrusts. Emily knew just what he wanted…and it didn’t take long to climb right to her peak, her whole self splintering right before his eyes. As Emily came profoundly, Chace in turn freed the tight rein on his control and released deep within her velvet-lined walls.
It all feels like a perfect fantasy come true.
Now that everything was quiet and still, they both slowly eased their breathing. Emily’s eyelids felt as weighted as bricks. Her sensitive breasts were cradled in Chace’s hands in that restful way that seemed to bring comfort to them both.
She felt happy that Chace found her body as much a refuge as she found his. When he was close, his touch, scent, and voice gave her such strength and peace. It had also felt that way when she’d been blindfolded and all she could hold on to was knowing he was there, a part of her as she was a part of him.
The euphoric aftermath of the past hour of lovemaking had Emily relishing every sweetly aching muscle. If marriage was this fulfilling emotionally and physically, then damn she was signing up for the rest of forever with her sexy, loving hunk of a husband. Whatever the trials and the many ups and downs they were sure to face, it was good to know it would all be worth it.
Just as she simply couldn’t wait to be a mother and share parenthood with Chace, she felt eager to face a lifetime surrounded by devotion strong enough to help each of them fight their battles.
As she nestled in the haven of Chace's arms, Emily knew this was just the beginning of a future filled with enduring love and happiness.
The End!
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