Chapter 7

“I lay on the bed, blindfolded again. The blindfold was the only thing I wore. The music rose and swelled around me. I’d left the door ajar, and a cool breeze gently touched my skin. I was anxious. Anxious and excited. I’d decided that today I’d remove the blindfold and put an end to my curiosity.”

“You must have been so titillated, lying there like that, wondering at what moment she’d come back,” Sophie said, her hand on my thigh, tracing light circles on my skin.

I tried to ignore Sophie’s hand and continued, “Before long, I heard the door squeak open and again the rustle of her clothes as she dropped them to the floor. She jumped onto the bed, eager for us to continue our little game. I played hard to get, moving away from her, lying on my side…”

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She pulled me back roughly. I rolled into her, gasping as her elbow knocked into my stomach.

“Hey,” I complained.