The Burlington Manor Affair

Her attention sharpened. Desire poured from her. “Are you going to hide?”

“Kind of.” He pulled off his tie, and held it over her eyes.

Carmen inhaled sharply. “Oh.”

“Anonymous enough for you?”

She nodded.

Rex stepped behind her and secured the tie. Then he finished undressing her and led her to the bedroom. “We’re in the bedroom now.”

He stationed her at the end of the bed.

Rex quickly undressed, kicking off his shoes and flinging his clothes aside. He climbed onto the overly wide bed, punched the pillows into position and folded his arms behind his head.

Carmen was standing where he’d left her at the end of the bed, entirely naked but for the blindfold. She cocked her head and he could tell she was listening for audio clues on his actions.

The room was lit by two lamps, and her body was cast in a mix of light and shadow. She looked beautiful.

“Your anonymous lover is on the bed, admiring you.”

She smiled nervously. Her fingers moved, as if unsure whether to reach out. She captured her bottom lip between her teeth.

Rex had meant to remain in position and simply observe her, but seeing her that way focused him in a way he hadn’t been expecting. He’d been planning to enjoy her, without her knowing his reaction. It would be interesting, but for some reason that wasn’t possible.

It was her vulnerability. She affected him strangely. It was as if he couldn’t bear to leave her there without assisting. “Step forward. You’re about ten inches from the end of the bed, and then you’ll find what you’re looking for easy enough.”

Her expression changed. She smiled.

Seeing that smile caused an instant feeling of mellowness. That wasn’t part of the scheme, but it didn’t affect his libido. His cock was long and hard. Ready for her. He didn’t like to see her too vulnerable, though. Was that because of the potential danger she might be in, the accident she’d experienced, or would he respond like that, anyway? Rex frowned. This wasn’t the time to be thinking on those sorts of questions. They were anonymously hidden and now they were going to have anonymous sex. Except it wasn’t anonymous, and he was in the curious position of being able to enjoy her without her being able to see him. It made him aware of how deeply he cared for her. He wanted and needed her. Above and beyond that, he wanted her to be happy, as well as safe.

When her legs moved against the edge of the bed, she came to a halt. Her breasts bounced and she laughed breathlessly. She turned her head from side to side, trying to get her bearings.

Rex shifted, rising up onto his elbows. Stretching out his left foot he touched her with his big toe and drew it down the front of her thigh. She smiled, and then reached down to close her hands around his ankle.

“Oh, my, what big strong calf muscles you have,” she whispered as she stroked her hands underneath his legs.

“All the better to chase you with.”

She inhaled, and her hands paused in their exploration.

What was she thinking?

How beautiful she looked. Had she really never been submissive like this with another man? It could be true, because she was so often unsure about it. Rex had never known a woman so deliciously conflicted by her sexuality. It was a pleasure edging her toward an understanding of it, but it was also dangerously close to becoming an obsession for him.

She climbed onto the end of the bed, knees on either side of his lower legs, then reached out and trailed her fingers over his erection.

It jerked in response. “Found what you’re looking for?”

She ducked down and rested her cheek against his knee in silent request. “Rex, I want you...I want the taste of you in my mouth.”

When his knee shifted, she nudged her face between his legs, seeking his cock. It was eager for her mouth. “Permission granted.”

The sight of her crawling to his cock with her lips parting was so damn hot. Then she wrapped one hand around the thick stem of his erection and drew it to her lips. She ran her tongue over the swollen crown. With her other hand she lifted his balls, clasping them as she took him fully into her mouth, riding the large crown of his cock against the roof of her mouth, her tongue lapping against the underside.

Rex’s blood pounded, pleasure roaring over him with every suck, squeeze and stroke she gave him. Taking him deeper, she began to move up and down, swallowing a little more of his length each time. When he released a guttural moan she moved faster still.

“Enough, I want to be inside you.” With one hand on her shoulder he eased her away, his breathing labored.