Despite how much she might be trying to contain the desire that was coursing through her veins, she was able to put on a good show of control. Troy, however, knew exactly what buttons to push to make her ache for him much more than she already was. The way he blew the hot air from the blow dryer between her legs had her even more aroused for him. She could feel the way her body was ready for him. In fact, she knew that just as soon as she got up off this vanity bench, there would be a wet spot made completely by Troy.

Finally, he agreed to play her games, making one last move to kiss her earlobe before he left her at the vanity and headed towards the bedroom. Picking up the blow dryer, she continued to dry her hair, her eyes watching him leave. She saw the remnants of the towel on the floor and she bit her lip in anticipation.

When her hair was finally dry, she turned off the blow dryer and placed it on the vanity. Standing, she brushed through her hair one last time before she headed into the bedroom. She saw the belt and she shook her head. "I need ties â€" they work better..." She smirked at him before she entered the closet and grabbed three ties.

By the time she made it back to the bed, she could see that Troy was clearly ready for her. She climbed up next to him, pushing him back onto the mattress with his body roughly in the center. She leaned forward and kissed him hungrily as one hand moved to grab his own. She tied one tie around his wrist before tying it to the bed post. She did the same to the other until he was unable to use his hands at all.

With a grin, she kissed him yet again. "We're going to play a game of sensations..." Her words were nothing short of a whisper as she grabbed the third tie and made a blindfold. She tied it around Troy's head before kissing him softly. "We've never done anything like this...tell me if you don't like it." While she wanted to slowly introduce him into some of the things he might find behind her locked door, she didn't want to scare him away. "When you've reached your limit...call out 'mango'...I'll stop." She didn't want to scar the poor man. She only wanted to have a little fun with him.

And then it began. Slowly, her lips began at his knees, kissing gently up his thigh going far enough to just barely miss where he wanted her lips the most. And then, they continued upwards, up his abdomen to kiss each nipple, taking time to nip them lightly with her fangs. And then she was moving higher, along his carotid artery and along his jaw. She could smell the blood pulsating beneath his skin and it was far more erotic than anything he could possibly do to her with his hands. It was intoxicating and she wanted him....badly.