In the Dark

The bedroom was dimly lit, the soft glow from a bedside lamp casting shadows on the walls. The bedspread was a deep shade of blue, complementing Meg's auburn hair as she lay back against the pillows. Cole, sitting beside her, held up a black silk blindfold with a teasing grin. She took a deep breath, the promise of something new making her heart beat a little faster.

With a nod of consent, Meg allowed the blindfold to be slipped over her eyes, plunging her world into darkness. She giggled softly, the anticipation electrifying. Cole's touch became her guide, gentle fingers tracing her collarbone, then moving lower, undoing the buttons of her shirt one by one. The cool air kissed her skin, raising goosebumps as he slid the fabric off her shoulders and down her arms.

Meg's fingers curled into the sheets as she felt the soft humming of a vibrator between her thighs. It was different from what she'd imagined — more intense, sharper in the absence of sight. She gasped, the sound escaping her before she could stop it, her hips instinctively rocking against the sensation. Cole's hand joined in, his fingers expertly guiding the toy over her clit, each pulse sending ripples of pleasure through her body.

He moved lower, and she felt his breath, warm against her skin, just before his mouth closed over her, his tongue working in tandem with the toy. The combination of sensations was overwhelming. Her back arched, the blindfold enhancing every touch, every lick, every vibration. Her breath hitched, her body clenching tight, the world narrowing down to the delicious torment between her legs.