As she positioned the blindfold over Lucy’s eyes, a shudder tore through Kelly, rocking her from head to toe. Even though the rational part of her brain knew they were alone, the thought of making love blanketed in darkness terrified her.

Shaking off the memory of that bitter-sweet night, Kelly focused on the here and now.

“You okay?”

“Yes, Miss Kel.”

Lucy’s softly spoken reply—the movement of her jaw, the way her tongue lingered on her top lip when she said Kel—seduced Kelly.

Bending forward, she captured Lucy’s mouth with her own. Lucy parted her lips allowing her entrance. Their tongues danced, a slow, passionate tango.

Who knew kissing could be so erotic?

Coming up for air, Kelly retrieved a long, feather duster. She trailed it over Lucy’s taut nipples, swirled it across her breasts, down her abdomen, and lower.

Lucy squirmed, muscles twitching. “What’s that? It tickles.”

The comment delighted Kelly, she’d expected no less. Every inch of Lucy’s body was incredibly responsive, her reactions exquisite.

“Feathers. Once every inch of your skin is pebbled with gooseflesh, I’m going to turn you over and bind you to the headboard.”

Lucy writhed on the bed, bottom lip sucked between her teeth.

Turned on by her reactions, Kelly’s pulse kicked up a notch. She teased Lucy’s mons and labia with feather light touches.

Aware of how ticklish Lucy was, Kelly marvelled at her self-control when she didn’t snap her legs shut to avoid the torment.

“Good girl.”

Kelly tossed the implement aside and rewarded Lucy with a swipe of her tongue.

The musky scent of her arousal wrapped around Kelly. Her breathy moans filtered through the air as Kelly toyed with Lucy’s labia, alternating between nipping and sucking on the succulent flesh.

“Oh, God, Miss Kel. That feels incredible.”

The next thing Kelly felt was hands in her hair, gripping her head. And just like that, she was on her feet.

“You’re naughty,” Kelly scolded, shaking a finger even though Lucy couldn’t see her.

“Did I give you permission to touch?”

“No, Miss Kel.”

“Turn over. Now!” Kelly commanded.

The power she craved ramped up her excitement.

Quick as a coin toss, Lucy flipped from her back to her stomach. And there she lay, face down, arms above her head, her spankable backside swimming in Kelly’s vision.

Did she just waggle her butt at me? Yeah, she did. Brat!

With no intention of doing Lucy’s bidding, Kelly took her time undressing, giving Lucy time to ponder her next move.

After folding her clothes and placing them in a neat pile, Kelly crossed the room to her bedside drawer. Her heart flipped when her eyes landed on the new toy Lucy wasn’t yet privy to.

“I think you deserve a good fucking, young lady.”

Kelly’s heart raced, excitement and nerves competing for first place. Excitement won when Lucy replied.