The Slow Seduction, part 2

All my other senses were heightened.

(Read the previous post in this series here.)

With my eyes blindfolded, my other senses were instantly heightened: feeling the silk dress as is moved against my body, hearing the subtle sounds in the room, feeling the air swirl around my bare skin as it was stirred by his movement in the room.

Hearing him walk up behind me, I felt him lean in from behind as he smelled my hair. The warmth of his breath on the back of my neck sent more shivers down my spine.

He slowly slid his hand up the back of my neck, stroking my silky hair and then nesting his fingers in it at the nape of my neck. Goosebumps crawled across my arms and down my back. Wetness between my legs began to increase. Breathing harder, he pressed his body up against my buttocks, one hand reaching around my belly, pulling me tight against him.  Deliberately avoiding touching my breasts and wet pussy, he was skilfully building the anticipation. He let it glide over my satin-covered stomach, up between my breasts, up my neck, and then back down sliding it slowly over the outside of my hip to my thigh.

As his arm left my thigh, he lifted one of my arms and place it around the back of his neck. Bending down and placing a strong arm behind my knees, he easily picked me up. I nuzzled my face against his warm neck as he carried me to the bedroom. He responded by holding me tighter. His neck smelled wonderful. He smelled all male. That very male scent made my loins ache for him all the more.

When we reached the edge of the bed, he gently placed me standing on my feet. For a minute there was no contact with his body. I could sense he was still there, standing in front of me, just looking at me. His breathing was rapid and deep.

The sudden touch of his fingers on my naked thighs made me flinch in surprise. My dress was being lifted up. As the silk was lifted off me, I felt the cool air slowly move up my thighs, my hips, my buttocks. Then my stomach was bare. Having opted not to wear underwear, I suddenly felt very naked. Being blindfolded and knowing he was still fully clothed made me feel even more exposed.

I instinctively raised my arms as the silk dress lifted over my breasts, exposing my hardening nipples to the cool air. Again I found myself standing alone, listening to him breathing right next to me. He moved against me, and lifted me onto the bed, carefully placing me on my side and gently turning my to lay on my stomach.

As I lay completely prone, naked and blindfolded, I could hear him undressing. I knew he was watching me. I could feel he never took his eyes off me.

to be continued…

(You can read part 3 here.)