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the switch, secretly pressing my
own boundaries. If he turned before he got to the switch, he would
have caught a glimpse of my bare stomach, something I never would
have dreamed of showing him before this night. Garret didn't turn
around though, and I was ever grateful, left in the shadows to
undress the rest of the way.
    By
the time he returned to me, he was already growing hard inside his
pants with anticipation. I hooked my fingers around the waistband of
Garret's jeans and pulled them down, then did the same with his
boxers, releasing his manhood for the viewing pleasure of my trained
night eyes.
    I
spread my legs, allowing Garret to step between them as I wrapped my
hand around his shaft and guided his glans to my mouth, sucking his
sex with much vigor. Garret groaned as I moved back and forth on him,
massaging the underside of his length with my tongue. Occasionally,
I would take a break from spearing the back of my throat to
concentrate on his tip, popping it in and out of my mouth.
    There
were a few disadvantages to blowing Garret in the dark. For one, he
couldn't see my eyes, which were always fixed on his face. It also
made my aim a bit less accurate when he slipped out of my mouth.
Plus, I couldn't see his gorgeous muscled body. There were a handful
of times when I had gotten to see Garret walk around the mansion
naked, but he was rather fond of denying me the view, since I denied
him.
    “ You're
so sexy,”Garret whispered into the darkness as he fidgeted with
my hair tie. He preferred me to wear my hair down, but I was
endlessly stubborn, preferring to keep my hair away from my face. It
almost seemed pointless. As soon as my long black hair fell over my
shoulders, Garret was using his hand to pull it back so it wouldn't
get in the way of my sucking action. Occasionally, he'd clutch a
fistful of my hair in his hand, but he never forced me onto him,
which I was thankful for. Then, after a few seconds, Garret's hand
would relax again, and he'd switch to petting me, or running his
fingers through my hair, or gently pulling it away from my face.
    “ I
wish you'd let me look into those beautiful green eyes of yours,”
Garret said before I took him all the way to the back of my throat,
forcing a moan out of him.
    “ I'm
surprised you even know what color my eyes are,” I pulled off
with a short giggle.
    “ Of
course I do. They're very unusual. Bright, like emeralds.”
    “ Less
talking, more moaning,” I teased, taking his balls in my hand
to fondle them while I continued working his shaft with my mouth. He
was happy to comply, and his pleasure noises sent shivers straight
down to my pussy.
    Feeling
the need for stimulation of my own, I twisted one of my nipples
between my fingertips as I sucked him off. My clit instantly began to
moisten, hungrily awaiting his cock inside of me. I allowed the same
hand to slip down to my lips and began petting between them, teasing
the small sensitive bulb of my clit.
    While
I may have been self-conscious about my body, I was certainly aware
of it. I had gotten very good at pleasuring myself over the years. So
much so that I probably would have been fine without a man for the
rest of my life.
    “ Are
you wet?” he asked.
    “ Wet
for you.”
    “ That's
what I like to hear.”
    I
slipped a finger inside myself, working it in and out, getting ready
for a much larger intruder. The goal was to stimulate myself, but not
to come. That pleasure was reserved for Garret, to feel my pussy
contracting around his sex in hopes that it would make him orgasm as
well.
    “ Finish
getting dressed,” I told him, scooting further back onto the
bed. “I need you inside of me.”
    I
listened to the rustle of his clothing while I laid back against the
soft comforter, teasing my nipples to stay warmed up for him.
    “ Since
we don't have the dimmer switch installed yet, I thought we might try
something different tonight,” Garret suggested, and I instantly
felt my stomach twist into a knot of