The ropes felt comforting against her skin a dance she knew well.
The binding was a whisper of forbidden pleasure. She closed her eyes anticipating what was to come.
The shadows played on her luscious body highlighting every contour.
A silent invitation hung in the air.
Her senses heightened with every breath.
A sigh escaped her lips in pleasurable restraint.
The delicate weave held her firmly.
Her eyes met his passed between them.
The warmth spread across her skin.
Every touch was a stroke of pleasure.
Her surrender complete in the experience.
The ropes were her master.
A delicious thrill coursed through her.
She craved more.
Deeper into ecstasy.
Every fiber awakened.
Lost in the sensation.
A moment of pure bliss.
Her whispered secrets unveiled.
The ropes released her.
