Twisted Rivalry
He picked up the black silk blindfold next, his fingers brushing the skin of my cheek.
"Are you... are you going to blindfold me too?" I asked, my voice cracking slightly.
"Hmm. I said trust me," that was his only reply before he tied the silk over my eyes, plunging my entire world into pure, suffocating darkness.
Without my sight, my heart battered wildly against my ribs. Left in nothing but my tight lingerie, every single brush of air felt like a flame. I heard the steady, heavy sound of his boots walking away across the carpet, the metallic click of a dial, and then the slow approach of his footsteps back to the mattress. I couldn't see a single thing he was holding, which made the antici