The blindfold muffles her senses less than it did Skellig's, but it's still a change. "I will," she promises.

A shiver of anticipation runs down her spine as she relaxes, spreads her legs for easier exploration. Her body is bare before him and he's been denied the sight of her, the ability to touch her. He doesn't have to limit himself to her cunt if he doesn't want to!

"You may touch and taste as you please, my love," she tells him, voice husky.