Donovan
He leaned down and kissed her again, his hands exploring her curves with a reverent touch.
“In as much as I’m enjoying you leaving passiveness behind, I want you to stay right here,” he instructed, his voice firm yet gentle. Then he folded the handkerchief to form a band which he held up before her.
“I’m going to blindfold you,” he said, his voice laced with a mixture of command and tenderness. “Trust me.”
Boma’s breath hitched, a blend of excitement and nervousness coursing through her. She nodded, allowing him to tie the soft material around her eyes, plunging her into darkness. The loss of sight heightened her other senses, making her acutely aware of every touch, every sound.
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