“Close, it’s an eye pack. There’s rice in there as well as some lavender and vanilla. It’ll remind you to keep your eyes closed, but the smell should help relax you, too.”
I breathed a little deeper, and the scent really was pleasant. I kept breathing in the lavender and vanilla until I felt something new and shivered.
“Cold.”
There was something ice cold—maybe an ice cube?—on my belly. Crow, slowly moved it over my skin in a slow spiral, around and around my belly button. My mind closed in on that one place on my body, anticipating every movement, waiting for the inevitable moment. After a time, it finally landed in my belly button and was left there. Crow had moved so slowly, that most of the ice had melted by this point, leaving a small puddle of ice water in the indention. The next thing I felt startled me, yet again.
“Tongue.”
Crow had placed his mouth on my skin and was licking the water up from my belly in long slow laps. Fuck that felt so good. I wondered what his mouth would feel like on other parts of my body. Places a little lower maybe. My cock gave a jerk, and of course, Crow noticed immediately.
“Mmmm, you taste good, Worthy. Salty and sweet at the same time. I’m going to love tasting you everywhere soon. I want to taste your mouth.”
I felt his finger touch my lips, and I was tempted to open up and suck it. But then the finger was gone and placed on my chest.
“Then I’ll taste you here.” I felt a finger circling my right nipple, causing it to pebble up with the attention. Then he moved it to the other one, circling in the same way, never touching, just surrounding it. “And I can’t forget about the other one.”
God, I wanted to feel a mouth right there, licking and sucking my nipple until it was too sensitive, still wanting more. But I was to be disappointed when his finger was lifted, and I whimpered with the loss. He clicked his tongue to hush, then reassured me.
“Don’t worry, there’s more I want to explore.”
He removed his touch for so long I thought he was finished, despite his words, but then he palmed my semi-hard cock with a hand that felt slick with something, oil maybe? Fucking hell, it had been way too long since I’d felt anything so good. I couldn’t contain my groan from deep in my throat.
“Very nice. I love the noises you make, Worthy. So fucking sexy. I want my mouth on your pretty cock. I’m not much for delayed gratification, but I’ll make myself wait a little longer.”
I almost whimpered when he took his hand away, but I had promised to be good. I wouldn’t do anything to disappoint him again. There was rustling next to the bed, then I felt a sensation I knew well from memory.
The silky, soft tendrils, floated and skimmed over the skin of my legs, up and down a few times before moving to my thighs. The object was lifted and puddled on my lower chest before slowly being pulled across my belly, then my groin, slipping over my even harder cock before disappearing again. Crow repeated this over and over until I was completely aching with the soft sensations he was creating with his toy. The thought of him using this particular instrument on me was both welcome and scary as fuck all at the same time.
“Flogger.”
“Ah, good job. Yes, this is a flogger. I’ll bet you’ve felt the savage sting of the flogger many times, haven’t you?”
Faced with a direct question, I had to answer. “Yes, Crow. I have. But never like this.”
He chuckled softly, making me wonder what he looked like at that moment. Would he have wrinkles in the corners of his eyes? Would he smile wide? Would he have a dimple?
I let the thought go when he continued, “I figured you hadn’t felt how good a flogger can feel when the tails are gently skimmed over your body. They feel like soft fingers tickling your nerve endings and bringing your skin to life.”
The flogger tails were trailed over my head, glancing off the eye mask to fall onto my sensitive cheeks and lips, then pool on either side of my neck before moving down my entire body. Crow did this continuously until every nerve in my body was singing. I felt alive, buzzing with phantom tendrils on my skin even after Crow had stopped touching me. It was like nothing I’d ever felt before. It was the closest thing to flying, just from his gentle touches. Incredible.
“Now, I know you’re feeling amazing right now, but I’m far from done with you, Worthy. Just wait and see.”
Over what must have been hours, Crow both soothed and seduced my body with various sensations, some I knew and others, I had no idea and guessed. Every time I felt something touch me, I followed directions and said the first word that came to mind.
“Silk?”
“Tassels.”
“Chains.”
At other times, Crow would put things to my lips, and I would have to guess what it was by feel before he’d let me eat.
“Strawberry.”
“Banana.”
“Steak.”
