"Move the chair over here and turn it around so the back faces me."

My kinky Reed was back in full swing. I did exactly what he said.

"Straddle the chair," he all but groaned.

I had no idea how that would work sexually, but I was past caring. Reed watched for a moment before standing up and taking the scarf from the nightstand. Once he covered my eyes, I wouldn't be able to see his incredible muscles, so I drank him in, burning each sinewy movement into my ...