Lia jerked awake in fear, struggling when she felt the ties holding her arms. Confused, she looked up to see silken cords binding her hands to the scrolled iron headboard. Looking down she realized her legs were bound as well, spread wide against the sheets. She was also naked. Her heart raced as she began to struggle to free herself. It was no use. She collapsed on the bed in frustration as she realized the futility of her struggle. As her breathing calmed she began to take stock of her surroundings. She was lying on an enormous bed, draped with silken curtains at its four posts. Narrow tables of various heights were scattered around the room, filled with flickering candles.
Hearing the door open, she turned her head to see what fate awaited her. Her pulse quickened as she realized Sean was the room. He was completely unclothed, his golden skin glowing in the candlelight. The play of the light over his muscles was intoxicating as she found herself staring at him. He came to the foot of the bed to gaze upon her. Her cheeks reddened as she became very aware of her nudity.
Sean stared at Lia as she lay there, spread before him like an exotic present. Her creamy skin looked sweet enough to eat, and her beauty sent a surge of heat through his loins. Her rose-tipped breasts were full and inviting. Her nipples hardened under his gaze, sending another wave of desire through him. Her narrow ribcage gave way to a trim waist. There, spread for his pleasure was her feminine center, completely smooth and soft. Her slender legs struggled against her bindings as she sought to cover herself. Her mixed fear and desire was a powerful aphrodisiac as he continued to watch her.