“Somewhat,” he admitted causally, smirking in response. “I was more focused on your perfect ass than anything.” As if magnetically, his hand was instantly drawn to grab her from behind and give her a playful squeeze.

Taking the nylons from her, he reached for her wrists. “I hope you’re not attached to these.” Spoken as he took her delicate wrists together and secured them tightly with the nylons; never asking if it was painful or too tight. With that he led her by the restraints to be secured to the bed’s headboard. He paused then as if to admire his own handiwork.