Chapter 4 COME SHARE MY BED

Zeke sat down on the chair Summer had placed over to him. She had led him to the chair and settled him on the chair with some important instructions.

One was he must never touched her unless she instructed him to.

Zeke nodded, silent.

Second was, she would whisper to him from time to time so he'd be able to visualize what she was doing with his imagination.

Zeke nodded, still silent.

He looked like a helpless child as he sat there with only his towel wrapped around his waist. His physic was unbelievable irresistible. She wondered how he managed to workout despite his condition.

Time for action.

Taking the remote, Summer played WORK by Rihanna. The tempo and beats was all she needed to lap dance this blind billionaire.

Summer maintained the right expression as the bedroom boomed with the song.

From time to time, she made sexy eye contacts and looked away from Zeke and down at her body. She kept her lips parted and smiled slightly, just enough to let him see how sexy she was.

Then she remembered he was blind. "Not that it matters anyway," she thought uneasingly.

It was her first time lap dancing a blind man which surprisingly made her very nervous. She was used to the stared and gapes of men but in this scenario, it was different.

Zeke cocked his head to a side, wondering what she was doing. He kept still and waited for her next line of action which she did.

She circled the chair which he sat on, casually strutting around the chair as she continued to work her hips up and down to the music.

She caressed his shoulder, and even lower her body to the floor just to get him even more in the mood.

A lap dance can't begin until you're actually on your partner's lap. Summer stood in front of Zeke with her chest leaning towards his face and her butt slightly out. With that, she slowly lowered herself onto his lap.

The feel of her weight on his laps, sent a pang of excitement rushing through Zeke. He tried to touch her but refrained from doing so when he remembered her instructions.

Having sat on his laps, she wrapped one leg around the back of the chair for support, and then the other. This kept her from falling off the chair. Then she wrapped her arms around his neck while she continued to move her body up and down.

"Time to tease him," she thought.

Their bodies were so close now. Summer moved her body against Zeke's. Leaning her face close to him, she lean in for a kiss -- but just a quick kiss on the lips that leaves him wanting more.

"I'm gonna kiss you now," she whispered to his ears, placing her palm on his broad naked chest.

Zeke waited.

When her lips brushed with his, she felt his heart raced. His lips felt soft and dry against hers. A cold sensation swept through her when those black-lenses gazed up at her.

His eyes.

She wants to see his eyes. She wants to explore those red lips and taste it.

Summer shook her head. "Don't get too sexy before you show off your hot moves, you idiot," she queried herself with her thoughts.

"I'm having a good time," Zeke said softly. " Don't hold back. Show me what you've got."

Summer smiled. She wasn't done with him yet. Time to Show off her Moves.

Summer bent down like a sex goddess, slowly unwrapping her legs from the chair and she stood between his spread legs.

She placed her hands on his knees, and moved toward his face, and then slowly lowered herself until she was moving her body from side to side with her face near his tummy.

Placing her hands on his sides for just a second, she then slowly worked her way back up.

She turned around, moving her hands from the air to her breasts and then down to her sides.

Firmly pushing Zeke back against the chair, she saddled him again, moving her hands up and down her body, like she was rubbing bubbly soap all over herself.

"Be sensual," she whispered to his ears. "Imagine I'm in the shower."

Zeke's imagination ran wild. He could picture her naked body under the shower. Forgetting himself, he tried to reach out for her but she slapped his hand away.

"Don't touch me unless I tell you to," she said sternly.

Zeke swallowed a lump down his throat and nodded.

Summer bent back again, still keeping one arm around Zeke's shoulder. She swept her free arm downward until she was almost touching the floor. She began moving her free hand up and down gently like she were riding a bull in slow-motion.

Summer's back bent even further. Her lap dancing skills were up to snuff and she had a pretty flexible back. She moved her free arm all the way back until it touches the floor, and her pelvis were gyrating against Zeke's.

Now, she took the hand that was wrapped around Zeke's neck and swept it down to the floor too, working it up and down while her other hand remained planed on the floor. She continue to move her hips and body without distorting from that position.

After she was done with that move, it was time for her finishing. She leaned towards Zeke's ears.

"Now, I'm gonna dance behind you," she whispered to Zeke.

She was feeling really sexy that she stood behind the chair, facing the back of Zeke's head. She gently lowered her chest towards his head while moving her body downward as she caressed the area above Zeke's waist all the way up to his face.

She did this move for more than fifteen seconds. Zeke went crazy.

Without warning, he grabbed her wrist and drew her sharply to him. He was so fast. The swiftness of his move made her gasped.

"What's the matter with you?!" She snapped, getting angry. "I told you not to touch me unless–"

"Screw that," Zeke groped his way to his feet, his hands firmly gripping Summer's wrist. "I want you now."

"But I–"

"It doesn't matter, we have all night," he paused and his voice suddenly sounded hypnotizing and low. "Come share my bed."