Allyson was relaxed as he worked, her breathing soft, but increasing. There was a slight flush to her body. He continued with the ties, letting himself stroke her skin as he tied his rope around her.
The silky feel of her skin beneath his hands as he tied his rope into a bra harness made his nerves settle and his senses come alive. He glanced over her shoulder, making sure the rope was placed perfectly above and below her breasts. Zeke ran his fingers under the rope before he started doing an overhand knot with the rest of the rope.
When he was done, he stepped back, satisfied with his work. But so much more than that. Energy flowed between him and Allyson.
“How are you doing?” Zeke noted her breathing had increased, and her nipples were taut. She was getting aroused. Good. He’d hoped this would do that to her.
“Fine, Sir.” She looked down. “Interesting bra, Sir.”
Zeke grinned. “Are you okay standing? I can have you sit for the next piece.”
“I’m okay, Sir.”
“Good.” Zeke picked up the next piece of rope and went to work. He’d put her in a chair in a bit.
* * * *
Allyson fought to stand still while Zeke was doing his rope bra. The sensation of his fingers against her skin and the way the rope caressed her skin sent shafts of pleasure through her body. They had done some basic Shibari, but this was so much more. She wasn’t sure how to explain it.
With each tie, her heart rate grew calmer, but her breathing was shorter. Excitement encased her entire being, along with curiosity at what Zeke was doing. Now, he held her right arm as he began wrapping it in a double strand of rope. She watched as he looped the rope around and around her arm until she had almost a rope glove. While the rope wasn’t heavy, it felt like he was wrapping her up in his own little universe.
He lifted her arm. “Okay?” He checked each area that overlapped, making sure it wasn’t tight against her skin.
“Fine, Sir. This is beautiful.” She held up her arm and admired his work.
“Rope gauntlet. I’ll do your other arm now.”
Allyson watched Zeke work on her other arm. With each swipe of his fingers against her skin, her body temperature went up, and by the time he was done, she could barely stand still. When he stepped back, she shifted from one foot to the other and back again.
Her clit throbbed with need. She didn’t understand it, but she was incredibly aroused, and he hadn’t done anything blatantly sexual yet.
“You’re having trouble standing still,” he commented as he walked around her. His fingers trailed over her lower back, up her spine, over her shoulder, around to her neck, then down to the top of her breasts.
“Yes, Sir.” Her breathing was choppy.
“Shibari can be deeply arousing,” he said before his lips captured one taut nipple.
Allyson’s head fell back, and she arched into his mouth. His tongue bathed her nipple, and he bit it lightly before moving to the other. “Zeke…Sir.”
He lifted his head and stared down at her. “A few more things first. But let’s make you a bit more comfortable.”
Zeke guided her over to a wide padded chair she hadn’t noticed before and had her sit down. A shiver swept through her. What did he have planned now?
“Now, I’m going to tie your arms to the chair and then your legs.” He picked up more rope and made quick work of tying her to the chair. Of course, he tied her with her legs open, and for good measure, put ropes above her knees.
“Are we still doing well?” He walked around, his fingers trailing over her skin once again.
“I’m fine, Sir. Why do you keep running your fingers over my skin?”
“To check to make sure I haven’t cut off any circulation; cool skin would tell me that.”
Allyson snorted. “I don’t think I could be cold if I wanted to, Sir.”
Zeke flashed her one of his sexy grins. “Now what shall I do with you?”
She squirmed under his gaze, but her pussy clenched with need. This man was a miracle to her. A man who understood her in life, and in pleasure. “Anything you want, Sir.”
“Anything?” His eyebrows rose, then he grinned.