When Darkness Falls

Chapter 26: A sexual awakening

Darius took my hand and led me out of his office. We walked down the hallway, and the sound of our shoes clicking on the marble floor flooded my ears.

As we continued, I finally asked him the question I was hesitant to ask. "Where are we going?" I said quietly.

"My room," Darius said, and I sucked in a deep breath, my chest inflating with anxiety.

We came to a stop, and Darius led me into the room. I remained blindfolded, my surroundings nothing but a blur to me. His hands left my body, and the air felt cool against my skin now, the warmth of his hands leaving my exposed flesh.

I stood there, the scent of his room invading my senses, smelling of chocolate and tobacco. Then, with my feet planted firmly on the carpet, I pondered what his room looked like, imagining simple yet modern decor.

Suddenly, I felt his fingers gliding up my back, and I stiffened, my breath catching in my throat. His hands snaked around my body, and he reached up, clasping a firm hand around my throat. Darius tilted my head back and kissed my neck tenderly, his other hand caressing my breast.

His fingers glided across my shoulder, touching me ever so lightly, and the brisk movements made the fine hairs on my neck stand up.

"What are your limits?" Darius asked, and my brows creased together.

I turned my head slightly, and even though I couldn't see him, I could feel his warm presence. "What do you mean?" I asked him.

Darius entangled his fingers in my hair, pulling at the strands. "Your sexual limits?" He said, his voice velvety smooth, and my body shuddered with desire.

I stilled and thought about his question for a minute, unsure of how to respond. "I don't know my limits," I told him in a low voice.

He came to stand before me, and I could feel his curious gaze penetrating me. "How can you not know your limits?"

I swallowed the embarrassment down, thankful for the blindfold. "I'm not experienced enough to know my sexual limits," I told Darius truthfully, and I nearly felt like crying as the words poured from my mouth, revealing a truth to him that I had told no other.

The room fell silent, and the anticipation of his reaction had me on edge. I stood there, and just when I thought everything had gone to shit, I heard him make what sounded like purring, and my face scrunched up in confusion.

Darius cupped my face in his rough hands and kissed me with heated passion. Then, he released me from his hungry embrace. "I love your innocence, Mon Tresor, and I'm going to give you a sexual awakening that you'll never forget," He said in a hushed tone, promise lacing his words.

He turned us around, and his hands dropped from my arms. "Strip," Darius said in a demanding tone, and I inched my hands up my body, removing my clothing slowly.

I pulled my shirt over my head, then shimmied out of my pants and threw them to the side. I left my bra and underwear on, then stood there, waiting for Darius to make the next move.

I felt Darius run a finger down my back, and my muscles tensed from the unexpected touch. Then, he gripped my bra and unclasped the hook. "I said strip," Darius said in a deep but calm voice before ripping my underwear from my body, and I gasped.

He stood behind me and leaned closer, his hands grasping my shoulders tightly. "There is a bench in front of my bed. I want you to kneel on the bench and then lay face down on the bed. Understood?" Darius said with a velvety smooth tone, and when he spoke like that, I would do anything he asked.

Darius pushed me forward, and I let him guide me to the bench. I lifted a leg and knelt on the bench, my knees sinking into the cushion. I then leaned headfirst onto the plush comforter atop the bed, and as I got into position, my heart began to beat against my chest like a drum.