As you tug on the knot’s ends to secure it, you draw back, taking in the art below you. Caramel strands of hair fans out the sheets, framing Lia laying in the center. Hands bound above her head, the silkiness of her skin glowing faintly in the dim room.
“Lia, this isn’t necessary.”
She tugs at the restraints, testing their hold. A flicker, uncertainty? No—curiosity.
“I know I'm prude… I need—want to understand… please?”
"For now, just your arms, okay?" You return close. "Tell me what you feel."
A shiver passes through her. "its Exciting," she whispers. "Giving into you."
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