The Brokenhearted [Ongoing]

Chapter 09

The mood was perfect; dim lights, champagne on ice, black silk sheets on the sofa and a music playing in the background. Walking in slowly, I slid my brown leather bag off my shoulder on to the cool marble floor. Aromatic candles filled the air with such a fresh smell which tantalized my senses. Taking in my sorroundings, I looked around, but saw no one. I proceeded to sit on the plush white sofa which had been covered with rose petals. Reaching for one of the chocolate covered strawberries on the table, I picked up the note next to the ice bucket.

"Take a sip..."

I sat back and admired the effort that went into creating the vibe as I bit in to a sweet, succulent strawberry.

The sound emerged from behind me and as I began to turn, I felt a hand on the top of my head forcing me to look straight. She smelt like rain after a long summer day which had me spellbound. She leaned over.

"Shhh... Don't move," she whispered in the back of my ear. Her warm breath sent tingles through my body.

She lifted her hand off the top of my head and although I was extremely tempted, I didn't turn. She caressed my neck with something silky. I barely caught a glimpse of the black fabric before it swiftly rose blanketing my eyes and sending me into complete darkness.

The lack of control and uncertainty of what was to come combined with her soft touch, her sensual voice and titillating scent were incredibly thrilling. I couldn't see anything and I didn't want to. I wanted to enjoy this slow and deliberate moment exactly as it was intended.

Her heavy breath brushed the back of my neck and ear. She softly nibbled on my lobe with her lips and began to moisten it with her tongue. Her hands came around to my chest and her fingers began to unbutton my pink shirt. I tried to raise my hand, wanting to hold the back of her head and bring her close, but she stopped me. Pushing my arms down, she held them against the sofa. Slowly she began kissing my neck with her soft, moist lips, giving me goosebumps everywhere. Her hair brushed my face and I tried to inhale as much of her scent in one breath. I wanted so much more tight there and then. I wanted to rip off my blindfold and bring her around in front of me, to hold her close to my chest abd kiss her deeply, but this was so much more fun.

"I want you. Im going to have you," she declared in a soft, sensual whisper.

Her breath was hot and her voice soft and deep. She kept everything agonisingly slow. Her lips moved close to my ear once again and she began dragging her nails up my bare chest. Biting my ear she whispered, "I'm going to make you mine tonight."

Suddenly she was gone. My neck and ear were left moist and my shirt unbuttoned. Confused, I sat up with the intention of removing the blindfold when I heard a soft roar. Baffled, I tried to figure out what the noise was. I then smelt the burning wood and heard the crackle from the fireplace.

Suddenly I felt cold, hard material push up against my chest and then a sharper point a few inches below. She had placed her foot on my chest and pushed me back hard with her stiletto.

"Behave!" She commanded.

Leaning over, she started kissing my neck again. I tried to lean forward to kiss her lips, but she backed away. I wanted to taste her, to feel the fullness of her lips against mine.

"Patience..." Was her response.

She continued kissing my neck and slowly moved lower down my naked chest, gently biting my nipples sending my mind reeling. I raised my hands once again, but she was prepared and grabbed them.

"Don't make me tie you," she threatened.

I was forced against the backrest of the sofa again. I wasn't sure how much more of this I could take. My trousers were beginning  to feel claustrophobic. As she slowly straddled me, she reached for my hands and placed them on her tight and juicy buttocks. I gently caressed her through her silky gown. Thoroughly aroused, I unconsciously began to lick my lips and grind my pelvis.

I continued to explore her body with my hands and she allowed it. The fact that I was given that freedom and little bit of control only excite me further. I ran my hands over her warm, naked, smooth thighs on either side of me, quarantining me, keeping me close to her. I once again stroked her soft buttocks, which felt like sheer perfection. My hands explored higher, into the dips of her slim waist, the curve of her smooth arched back and finally on her relaxed shoulders. She shrugged off the gown and I began to explore the rest of her naked flesh. Suddenly  leaning forward, she kissed me. The soft, warm lips left my spine tingling. Immediately I held her tight so that she couldn't escape. Once I knew she wasn't going to tease me again, my hands reached for her face so I could enjoy her kiss longer. I couldn't play her games anymore. I wanted her. I had to take control. She didn't resist and continued to kiss me, softly biting at my lip and flicking her tongue, but she never let me have control.

Briskly running her long fingers through my hair, she pulled me close and brought her lips to my ear. I could feel and hear her heavy breath on my neck and ear. She whispered, "I love the way your body feels below mine, so take your time. You probably won't forget tonight."

She softly pulled my hair back, leaned forward, bit my ear lobe and whispered, "I'll make you scream my name."

Kissing her eagerly, I ran one hand through her hair. My other hand began to caress her soft behind while she grinded in rhythm with me. She slowly began to untie my blindfold. The anticipation was killing me. I wanted to see her, I wanted to devour her. She loosened it, but I couldn't wait anymore. I reached up and ripped it off.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are approaching Philippines and have begun our descent. Could you kindly raise your tray tables and return your seat backs to the upright position? The captain has turned on the fasten seat belt sign. We are aware that you had several carriers to fly with and would like to thank you for choosing us and we hope you've enjoyed flying with us. Cabin crew, prepare for landing."

My eyes popped open instantly. Within a second I realized where I was and snatched the pillow from the window placing it on my lap. Turning towards the grey-haired elderly lady sitting on my left, I noticed her staring at me through her large, plastic spectacles. I smiled at her weakly, but she didn't reciprocate. Instead she huffed, shook her head and turned away.

"It's been too long," I sighed as I looked through the window, continuing to hold the pillow on my lap.

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