Chapter 87 The Rope Of Trust

• Lucian pushed the rope piles further down her body. The weight felt so good. He traced the rope around her boobs and across her nipples. The sliding of the ropes along her skin felt erotic and naughty. Mira closed her eyes and gave in to the feeling as Lucian picked up her left arm and massaged her palm while he ran the strands across her stomach and began wrapping them around her wrist. He worked slowly, gliding the rope along her body with each pass he made.
• As he pulled the jute through the loop and wraps he’d made along her forearm, the vibrations ran down her torso, hardening her nipples until they begged for his attention.
• “Look at the strands along your skin. So beautiful.” He put his finger through the circle at the end of the rope near her wrist. “I like this tie. The wide cuff makes it easy to wear for extended periods. I could keep you tied to my bed all day without any worry that the rope would harm you.”