Lemon Chiffon - All Tied Up
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Ten minutes ago she was on top of him, not a shred of cloth nor shame about her. Now he’s got her pinned beneath him while he fumbles to bring together her wrist, the headboard, and the belt from her robe. And he couldn’t possibly come up with an explanation as to what’s possessed him to do so.
Of course, that’s when she asks, “What are you doing?”
It seems as good a time as any to answer with a joke, so he grins at her as he pulls the knot together. “Teaching you some patience.”
She laughs. “Oh, really?”
“It’s something you seem to be lacking,” he says, securing her other arm.
Her only answer to that is another laugh, that sends her whole body rippling. He pulls back to look at her and her eyes suddenly narrow. “This lesson isn’t going to take all night, is it?”
“It just might.”
The unlit lantern across the room emits a loud snap as it flares up.