Willow......don't turn around....if you see me, game over.
She wondered what the secret was. Then, she felt something go in front of her face.
"What?" It was a blindfold. She felt it tied behind her head. Tight enough that she was completely blind, but not too tight.
"You came" the words were spoken is a slow whisper. She felt herself growing more nervous. It sounded slightly familiar, but she couldn't tell. It was too low...too soft.
"Yes" she whispered back.
"I'm glad". She felt hands on her arms. They were cold. The room was still freezing. He must have been waiting for her. Lips kissed the back of her neck. She felt herself leaning back, trying to feel him.
She was turned around. Her mouth crushed against his. She felt a fire burning inside. She met his kiss with equal ferocity. She was on fire. His tongue entered her mouth, battling hers. She felt his hands on her back, running the length from her neck down to cup her ass. She was pulled into him, gasping when she felt his hard arousal pressing into her stomach. He really wanted her.
She felt herself falling. He had moved her to the bed. He began to slowly undress her, his lips causing a blaze everywhere they touched. Soon, she felt herself bared to his gaze. She hated not seeing him. For all she knew, he could be anyone. When she felt his tongue licking at her nipple, she realized it didn't matter. This wasn't about love, as he had said. It was about need....desire. She wanted him. He slid his hands down her body as he continued to suck and lick at her breasts. She jumped when she felt his teeth nipping at them. His finger slid into her, making her forget her fear. She heard herself whimpering...begging for more. She had never begged before. She had never felt this intense before either. She moaned as he added another finger....then another. She began to move against his hand, taking his fingers deeper. She thrust up when she felt his tongue on her clit. She reached down and held his head firmly in place and she rubbed herself against his face....against his hands. She screamed as she came, him lapping at her juices. She tried to catch her breath. She had never experienced anything like that before. She didn't know if it was him or the situation or if she was just horny. She didn't care. She wanted to continue feeling that way.
She felt his mouth on hers again. She could taste herself on his lips. She felt his bare skin against hers. He was still cold. She was warming up. She felt him position himself near her entrance.
"This may hurt" he whispered.
"I'm not a virgin." she replied, eager for him to bury himself inside her.
His mouth was by her ear, "You've never had me before....that boy didn't know how to treat you....this is OUR first time Willow."
She felt herself growing more anxious as he spoke. She needed him. She arched herself up, burying him inside her. She cried out in pain as she was filled completely. She felt him move, his mouth again on her breasts. Slowly, giving her time to adjust to his size, he started to move. Deep, slow strokes. He was savoring the experience. He had no idea if he would ever be able to enjoy his fantasy again. He wanted this night to last.
Willow was out of control. She was meeting him thrust for thrust. This...This had been what she had always dreamed of....this desire....this is how she knew sex could be. She felt him move again and start to thrust faster. She screamed as her release hit her. She felt him shoot his own release deep inside her. He collapsed on top of her. His mouth finding hers again. Willow felt his arms enfold her, bringing him close to his slim, hard body. She fell asleep.
* * * * *
Willow woke up and saw sunlight. She sat up in the bed. The blindfold was gone. She was alone. She blushed as she remembered how she had behaved. They had had sex four times. FOUR times. That was more than she and Oz had had in over a year of their relationship. It had been fantastic. Each time, he had made her cum first then they had cum together. She felt her mind wondering who he was...if she'd see him again....if it had been a one time thing for him....he wouldn't leave her mind, her shadow man. she went to the bathroom and took a shower, putting on the clothes she had worn the day before. She noticed that her panties were missing. He must have taken them....she noticed a white note on the table by the phone. it read simply:
Willow....it was more than I ever dreamed. Until next time.....I'll be in touch.
Smiling, she held it to her. There would be a
next time. She started to hum softly and left the room.