Elliot’s fingers brushed the rope against her inner thigh, the silk sliding over the delicate skin, creating a gentle, tantalizing friction. He tightened it just enough to pull her close, the rope forming a delicate harness that clung to her hips and waist, drawing her body into a perfect, sensual curve against his own.
“Now, you’ll have to trust me,” she whispered, stepping closer until the space between them vanished. EBWH-028
The river below roared, a steady, throbbing rhythm that seemed to echo the pounding of their hearts. Elliot’s mouth moved to the curve of Mara’s neck, his lips trailing a slow, deliberate path down to her clavicle. She arched, a soft gasp escaping her lips, the sensation of his warm breath against her skin sending shivers down her spine. Elliot’s fingers brushed the rope against her inner