Gojo Blindfold Mga Nobela at Kwento

I ask, stunned, partially dazed from the overwhelming sensations oozing through me. She places her hand under my chin, lifting my gaze back to hers, and from the bag, I was looking at with caution. As if something would jump out of it. "Your partner is very particular about obedience, and he requested a blindfold." "Particular?" I ask, as the blindfold in her hand has me taking a step back. Should I do this? Can I do this? I ask myself as the weight of the bag in my hand, and the blindfold she drapes over my shoulder suddenly feel like a mountain.

“He is blind-folded. Should we remove the blind-fold?” “Nah, leave it on for now. I am sure he will move or something,” the male I now know as Joey responds. Listening to this conversation, I find myself feeling utterly disappointed. It is clear that these folks are not pros. The successful kidnapping was probably just dumb luck.

“I need you to feel me, Jordan. Every single inch. No sight. Just trust. Can you give me that?” “Yes, Alpha,” I whispered, already aching. “I trust you completely.” He tied the blindfold over my eyes, knotting it tight. Darkness swallowed everything. My heartbeat thudded loud in my ears. Then his hands were on me—big, calloused, sure—guiding me back onto the bed, laying me out in the middle like an offering. “Arms above your head,” he growled. “Grip the headboard and don’t let go until I say so.”

"Son what do you mean by she is blind." Jake mother asked him looking at Anastasia who can't see a thing. I instantly tensed and Jake could feel it since our hands where kinda of brushing each other. "You heard me right mum. She is blind she can't see a thing mum." Jake said squeezing my hand under the table. The tension was so thick in the air that you could slice it with knife. No body spoke for a minute or two before the voice I came to realize as Jake mum spoke.

he told me, stepping forward and beginning to loop the dark cloth around my eyes, “is to force them to rely on it in order to solve a problem. By taking away your sense of sight, you’ll have to focus entirely on scent to complete this obstacle course.” I was completely distracted by the feeling of his smooth, strong hands wrapping the dark cloth around my head, tucking a loose lock of hair behind my ear before tying the blindfold with one quick, steady tug. My heart was thrumming against my ribcage to have him stand so close. But his last words cut through the haze. “Wait – did you say an obstacle course?” I turned, as if I’d be able to stare him down with the blindfold covering my eyes. Vin

He came back with something black in his hand and when he brought it closer to my face I realized it was a blindfold. "Why am I being blindfolded?" "It's a surprise, bambina." He whispered nibbling on my earlobe. ********** "Why on earth am I being blindfolded? Where are you tak……" "Shh. Calm down bambina." Adriano cut me off holding me close to his chest. He slowly loose the blindfold off my eyes and I fluttered my eyes open. "Surprise!" He giggled. I gasped at the most amazing view in front of me.

“I have a surprise.” I raised an eyebrow. “Another one?” “You’ll like this one,” he said, standing. “But you’ll have to trust me.” “That sounds dangerous.” He smiled. “Maybe. Close your eyes.” “What? No way.” “Humor me,” he said, already reaching into his pocket for something. When I saw the folded strip of fabric, I laughed. “You brought a blindfold?” “It’s tradition,” he said simply. “Now trust me.” I sighed but relented, letting him tie it gently over my eyes. Darkness pressed softly against my lashes, the world reduced to his voice and the faint rustle of movement around us.

Sebastian said, grinning. "Can this really cover your eyes?" Belinda asked. She waved the blindfold that Sebastian had used previously. When Sebastian saw the blindfold, he couldn't help laughing. Nothing could cover Sebastian's eyes, not even ten layers of cloth. The blindfold was just a piece of black gauze. Belinda had clearly tried it herself, which was why she was asking him now. Anyone with enough skill would be able to see through the flimsy blindfold.

He lingered for a moment longer before finally pulling away, his fingers brushing over my wrist before untying the blindfold. When I blinked up at him, his smirk was back—only now, it held a hint of something deeper. “We did good. Let’s move on,” he said casually, but I could see the satisfaction in his gaze. We both gazed at the plaque before us: Final Challenge: Explore & Guide—Both partners will be blindfolded. Using only touch, guide each other out of the pavilion and onto the next path. “We can do this, this will be a piece of cake I am sure,” I said with more confidence than I felt.

He pushed one more time, grunting while he was at it. Cole had his eyes closed, lifting his weight from his last push. He then rested on top of Joan and they both indulged in another hot kiss. It took some time for their smooching to rest and when it did, Cole asked, "Joan, babe. How do you feel at... being blindfolded while making love?"