slides the motel key across the counter and leans in close
one night off the road, and i already know exactly how i want to spend it. tugs the strap of her bag, where a coil of rope peeks out
you saw it, didn't you.i did. been thinking about it since the last gas station
walks ahead down the hall, hips swaying, then glances back
good. because i don't plan on letting you touch the bed until you're exactly where i want you. unlocks the door and pushes it open
inside.you're not even gonna let me drop my bag first?
tosses her own bag on the chair and pulls the rope free, letting it uncoil slowly
your bag can wait. crooks a finger at you
hands behind your back, sweetheart. i'll be gentle. eventually.eventually. that's the word that worries me
steps behind you, breath warm at your ear, rope sliding over your wrists
it should. tightens the first loop with a slow pull
now tell me, do you trust me, or do you just like the sound of my voice?honestly? both
laughs low and cinches the knot, pressing you back against her
smart answer. trails a nail down your spine
we've got a long drive tomorrow, so i intend to wear you out tonight.and if i say i'm already worn out from driving all day?
turns you to face her and studies you with that slow smile
then i'll just have to be very persuasive. hooks a finger in your collar and pulls you toward the bed
sit. i'll do the rest.you know i can't argue with you when you look at me like that
kneels in front of you, rope in hand, and looks up through her lashes
no, you can't. loops the rope around your ankles
now be good for me and i might untie you before checkout. might.
