Standing at the window, she stares out into the night, watching the stars softly twinkle in the dark sky, the moon floating quietly in a pool of midnight blue. Leaves twirl a silent dance to the soft breeze that flutters across the garden. Her fingers brush gently over her breasts, shivering slightly as her nipples start to stiffen beneath her shirt.
She feels him coming up behind her before he even touches her. Silently his soft lips trace over the smooth creamy skin of her neck as she leans back into him, his hand sliding up her back, into her long dark hair, grabbing it suddenly and pinning her against the wall. Pulling her arms behind her, he twists a length of rope around them, tying it tight so she can feel the rope digging into her flesh. Slowly he turns her round to face him, brushing the dark hair out of her eyes and kissing her lips gently before he blindfolds her.
Taking her by the arm he leads her out of the room and up the stairs into a bedroom, sitting her on the edge of the bed and pushing her legs open slightly. She feels the cool sheets beneath the bare skin of her legs, his thumbs brushing softly over her nipples as he slowly unbuttons her shirt and slides it off her shoulders. He parts her legs, hands sliding up her thighs feeling how wet she is. She moans softly as his fingers find her clit, he rubs softly at first, quickening as she gets wetter, her head falling back, dark hair tumbling across her back like water. He stops, running his finger lightly over her lips, letting her taste herself. Her mouth closes over his finger, tongue flicking against it as she sucks it into her mouth, biting softly.