Tease

She presses herself against you and you can feel the silk of her skin, the faint scars along the lines of her tattoos, the beating of her pulse when you slide your tongue down her neck.
Soft in all the right places, she's pliant under your touch and her mouth falls open as she gasps for breath. Your lips wander and you flick your tongue against her nipples, making her jerk at the scarf tied around her wrists.
You slide a thigh between her legs, rocking against her, sweet friction until she can't take it… and that's when you stop.