His Naughty Lessons
Chapter 90: A Bit Too Wicked

Chapter 90: A Bit Too Wicked

** Harper **

Harper lay in the oddly exhilarating darkness behind her new blindfold, trying to adjust mentally and physically to the fact that she was looking completely scandalous — wearing nothing but a set of sheer bra and panty and a blindfold — in Eli’s bed.

Eli’s bed. Which she would never dream of seeing a mere month ago. Which smelled exactly like him, the fresh scent of linen mixed with a hint of citrus and warm spices. Which felt so luxuriously silky against her almost naked skin.

She drew in a deep breath, trying to keep her head cool. She was getting a little too excited from simply being here, spread out on this bed in a position like this. And nothing had even started yet ...

A soft rustle was her clue that Eli was coming near the bed, shedding his own clothes. Instinctively, she whipped her head in the direction of the sound, though all she could see was a mysterious darkness.

"Want to pick a safeword?" His voice moved closer, and she felt the mattress dip as his weight settled next to her.

What they were doing at the moment was honestly super softcore, but Harper liked the fact that he always considered everything for her. "Hmm ... Jockstraps?" she offered.

A groan met her chuckles. "Haven’t you grown a bit too wicked recently, Harper? Looks like it’s time for me to start teaching you a real lesson."

Without further warning, she felt a grip at both of her wrists, and the next moment, her arms were pinned firmly above her head, held down to the pillow by a strong hand.

Woah. The feeling of being so easily overpowered should have been intimidating, but the vulnerable position only sent Harper’s heart leaping in thrill. She had never seen this side of him before, surprisingly controlling and dominating, so different from the guy-next-door vibe that she had always associated him with. But she liked the contrast, and the unyielding strength of him bearing down on her did unexpected things to that place in her core, where she wanted to be just as easily overpowered and ravished.

"... And what kind of lesson might that be?" Her words came out a purr. "To discipline a bad fashion taste out of me? Or—"

The next syllable turned into a half gasp, half moan when the brush of a wet tongue grazed one of her nipples. Through the barely there fabric of the laces.

"Your fashion taste is quite good ... At least when it comes to your own lingerie choices." His voice rumbled low against her chest, and then he was on her again, teasing her through the thinly threaded barrier. The laces shifted between his tongue and her skin, turning the soft licks into a friction of heat that felt foreign yet utterly giddying, and Harper whimpered again at the sensation.

And again, when he dragged his teeth lightly across her nipple. Laces pulled and dug in together with the bite, sending a bolt of electric pleasure shooting through her whole body, making her squirm beneath him.

Who would’ve thought that he could turn a mere bra into something so ... exotically gratifying? Harper wanted more, and she instinctively tried to dig her hands into his hair, to hold him closer and tell him wordlessly "oh yes, yes please". But then ... as soon as her fingers twitched to move, she remembered that he was still pinning her down with one hand, keeping her exactly where he wanted while he unraveled her with his tongue.

She could only arch her back instead, greedily bringing her breasts closer to his mouth. The mental image of herself stretched out in such a supplicating pose and begging for his caress ... was so shamelessly unlike her, yet so guiltily erotic at the same time that it made every inch of her skin tingle with aching want.

"Needy much, aren’t we?" Eli breathed against her skin, a hint of smugness in his tone. Replacing his nibbles with a hard suckle, he elicited another moan from her before finally obliging her plea, slipping his free hand behind her back to undo the clasp. Then he slid the bra over her shoulders and, with impossibly quick and skilled work, tied the garment around her wrists.

... How many ways could he turn the thing into yet another play? Harper breathed in with a heady shudder. Behind the darkness of the blindfold, her mind reeled at the naughty surprises one after another, and she wondered what he was planning next as he shifted his weight away from her, probably pulling back to admire his handiwork. His hand trailed down the newly bared curves of her body, lingering casually beneath the swell of her breasts, and her nipples hardened in anticipation, eagerly waiting for his next touch.

Except ... when the next touch landed, it was on the side of her neck, the unexpected kiss startling a gasp out of her.

"Bet you can’t guess where I’m touching you next, can you?" His voice was full of smiles as he continued to pepper wet kisses along her neck, trailing up and stopping only to nibble at her earlobe. And just as her focus was fully distracted by the sensations there, a pinch of fingers closed over that neglected nipple, eliciting yet another surprised moan from deep within her throat.

He was right ... Without being able to see, every touch caught her off guard, the sensations so much stronger than she expected them to be. Not to mention the fact that all her remaining senses seemed to have heightened in the darkness, making her body too sensitive. She moaned again as his fingers continued to tease her relentlessly, and the uncertain anticipation made her shudder when his kisses traveled down, over her collarbones and stomach and continuing on to her waistline.

Thank God that he didn’t stop at the laces there to torment her again through the fabric of the undergarment. With a single tug, he pulled her panty smoothly off her legs.

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