“Very sure,” I breathe sexily, and his eyes darken, lust moving in. Things get heavy and serious as our bodies awaken again.  

He uses the light fixtures on each corner of the headboard as his points of connection and pulls the straps attached to my wrists, lifting my arms above my head and anchoring me. My breath catches in my chest; my body is excitedly covered in goosebumps as my hands dangle, and the cuffs tighten with the weight. I’ve never been tied up or had the urge to ...