(*This chapter contains mature content.)
Ethan pulled Olivia's chair closer to him; her heart began racing as she felt his gaze on her. He lowered himself to his knees in front of her and gently rubbed his hands up and down her arms, sending jolts of electricity through her body. His touch sent a wave of warmth through her that left her trembling in anticipation. Embarrassed by the intensity of her emotions, Olivia looked away shyly.
"Look at me," he commanded softly. She slowly raised her eyes to meet his, a spark of desire evident in their depths.
Ethan leaned forward and brushed his lips against hers in a tender kiss. Olivia closed her eyes, feeling the full force of his passion as he deepened the kiss. His fingers trailed through the strands of hair at the nape of her neck, sending shivers down her spine.
Ethan finally pulled away and looked deeply into her eyes, a satisfied smile crossing his face. He slowly removed his sweater, and Olivia felt a gush of wetness between her legs when she saw the toned abs and perfectly fit body beneath it. It was everything she had ever dreamed of - and more.
Ethan cupped her chin in his hand and brushed his thumb over her bottom lip as he stared into her eyes.
"Touch me," he said huskily.
Olivia obliged without hesitation, sliding her hands along the hard planes of muscles that covered his chest and abdomen. Her fingertips left a trail of fire in their wake as she explored each part of him eagerly, wanting nothing more than to feel the full effects of this man on her own body.
A small groan escaped Ethan's lips as Olivia's hands began to travel lower. He abruptly stopped her, firmly grasping both of her wrists and holding them at bay.
"Not tonight, sweetheart," he said. "No, tonight, I'm going to have you for dessert."
Olivia felt a heat wave wash over her body as Ethan's words lingered in the air. He had called her "sweetheart." It made her feel special and wanted. She felt herself melting into his embrace as she inhaled the intoxicating smell of sandalwood and spice that clung to Ethan's skin.
Ethan looked deeply into Olivia's eyes as he gently caressed her cheek with his fingertips and brushed away a strand of hair that had fallen across it. He touched his lips softly against hers in a tender kiss before running them along the sensitive skin just behind her earlobe, causing an involuntary sigh of pleasure to escape from between Olivia's lips.
Ethan finally pulled away and murmured softly in her ear, "Do you trust me?"
Olivia nodded silently, feeling an overwhelming sense of trust wash over her in response to the question. Ethan smiled knowingly before teasingly adding, "I need you to say the words, sweetheart."
With a deep breath, Olivia whispered, "I trust you."
An excited flurry filled the air once again as Ethan reached behind him to the table and folded a napkin to create a blindfold for Olivia. Gently placing it over her eyes, he softly whispered, "Tonight is for you…just feel everything, sweetheart."
Olivia felt a wave of anticipation sweep over her body as Ethan's words washed over her. He had blindfolded her, and she couldn't help but feel a little bit apprehensive as to what was going to happen next. Olivia gasped slightly at this unexpected turn of events – what exactly did he have planned?
Ethan slowly unbuttoned her dress down the front and removed her arms, discarding it on the floor. He growled when he saw the lace ensemble that Olivia was wearing underneath.
"You are so perfect," he said as his hands traveled over the lace, exploring every inch of her body.
He trailed his lips up her body until they moved to hers, gradually increasing in intensity until she felt like she was going to burst into flames with desire.
He broke away from the kiss again before running his tongue along her collarbone and back up to her neck, causing a shiver of pleasure to course through Olivia's body.
Ethan removed Olivia's bra, leaving her body bare before him. She gasped when he flicked his tongue against one of her nipples and quickly became lost in a haze of pleasure. Olivia's breathing had become shallow and rapid as anticipation began to take over her body. She wanted to touch Ethan, to feel his skin against hers. Reaching out her hands, she groped for him, needing to feel him close to her.
Ethan smiled knowingly and whispered in her ear, "I know you want me, baby, but be patient - tonight is about you."
With that, he reached behind him and grabbed two more cloth napkins from the table before tying each of Olivia's wrists securely around the back of the chair.
The sensation of being restrained aroused a feeling within Olivia that she had never felt before - a feeling of complete helplessness combined with an inexplicable desire for something more. She felt like she was on the edge of something unknown and exciting but was unsure of how far she was willing to go.
Ethan began to suck and bite on her nipples, sending waves of pleasure rolling through her body. He then reached up and removed the hairpins from Olivia's hair, letting it cascade down her back. With a devilish grin, he opened the pins and fastened them to Olivia's nipples, causing both pain and pleasure to ripple through her in equal measure. She moaned as he pulled on them, causing sensations that sent sparks of desire rippling through her body.
Olivia felt herself being swept away by the intensity of the moment, lost in a sea of pure pleasure. Ethan pushed further by reaching between her legs and teasing her innermost depths with his fingers until she was gasping for more. Her entire body shivered as Ethan whispered in her ear how much he wanted to be inside of her.