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Out of My League Michele Zurlo 2022/8/3 13:51:40

“Again, you can say that because I look normal.”

“Mia, if you took off your shirt and had two different-sized boobs, I’d probably be surprised. Then I would want to play with them for hours because that’s how I am. I like you because you’re different from other women. That would just be another difference. But it isn’t one anymore, so I really don’t know why it’s still an issue.”

Because the image of herself she kept in her brain didn’t look any different. “Because I don’t feel like anything’s changed.”

“I don’t want you to change. As stubborn as you’re being right now, I still love you. If you need validation of what your outsides do to me, I have that right here.” He took her hand and put it on his damp swim shorts. Already semierect, his cock jumped and lengthened under her palm. “The only thing you need to change is your perspective.”

A shaky bit of the confidence that had fled when she told him about her surgery returned. She gripped his cock harder through the fabric. “Maybe you could help me with that.”

He brushed a kiss over her lips. “I could definitely help you with that. Let’s get rid of all these clothes so I can start your therapy.”

Under his appreciative gaze, she shed her swimsuit. She expected him to do the same, but when he stood up, he crossed to the dresser and opened a drawer. Neither of them had unpacked. She peered after him, the feeling of being sexy dampened by his puzzling behavior.

He rummaged around in the drawer. The scraping sounds of things sliding out of the way surprised Mia. She hadn’t known anything was in there.

At last he returned and threw a length of nylon rope on the mattress. Mia eyed it uncertainly. “You want to tie me up now?”

His dimple peeked out. “More product testing. This time I’m going to bind you and blindfold you. Then we’ll have to do it all over again with the blindfold off.”

Mia blinked. He hadn’t covered all the variables. “Then again without the blindfold or the restraints? I don’t think it’ll matter by then. I probably won’t be able to move.”

His grin grew. “Lie in the center of the bed.”

Eager for this experiment, she centered her body on the mattress and rested her head against the pillows. Kaelen grabbed her ankles and slid her halfway down the bed. Mia looked back at the headboard. She didn’t know if the rope was long enough to cover the distance. Before she could question the position, Kaelen lifted one of her legs and kissed her instep. He rested her ankle on this shoulder and ran his hands up her leg, bending down to reach all the way to the top.

Her breath caught, and she hoped he would touch her pussy. He didn’t.

“I’m going to do something a little different. Don’t worry. I’m pretty good with knots, but there are scissors in the drawer if we need them.”

Mia nodded, unsure if she was playing the role of slutty secretary again. Then she pushed away the idea. It didn’t matter.

He bent her leg and positioned her foot on the mattress. Then, with a series of precise movements, he wound rope around her thigh and her ankle, binding them together. When he finished, he checked over his handiwork. “You have to tell me if anything is too tight or if it’s cutting off your circulation.”

“Did you hear what I said?” He slid his finger between the rope and her flesh, testing the tightness.

“Tell you if it’s too tight? Yes. I will.”

She did, and he watched. Apparently satisfied with what he saw, he bound her other leg the same way and made her wiggle her toes again.

This position didn’t make her feel overly restricted. It just didn’t feel like bondage if her hands were free. She imagined him between her legs, his thick cock filling her pussy. She wouldn’t be able to wrap her legs around him. Would she feel bound when it came time for that?

He pushed her legs open a little more. The cool air hit her pussy juices, and she shivered. He came around the side, holding her open with a firm grasp on the rope. It tugged at her skin, but it didn’t hurt. “Give me your arm.”

It didn’t take her long at all to figure out he intended to bind her wrists to the ropes holding her thighs and ankles together. She held her arm out to him. Minutes later, she felt truly bound. Her wrists were tied in a way that forced her legs to remain wide apart. Kaelen had unrestricted access to every part of her body.