𝐿𝑂𝑂𝑃𝑆 𝑂𝐹 𝐿𝐸𝐴𝑆𝐻𝐸𝑆

𝑃𝑙𝑎𝑦 𝑅𝑜𝑜𝑚:4

Suddenly I felt a slap on my toes, and I jerked back, startled.

"Livin!" I exclaimed, my voice tinged with surprise.

His chuckle echoed through the darkness. "Wake-up call, Natasha."

I shifted, trying to move away from the unexpected touch.

"Hey, no moving," Livin whispered, his hands grasping my ankles, holding me in place.

His touch sent shivers down my spine. The darkness seemed to amplify every sensation.

His fingers traced circles on my skin, and his lips brushed against my ankle, sending sparks through my body.

Livin's lips traced a path up my leg, his kisses sending shivers through my body. I felt my heart racing, my senses heightened.

"Livin," I whispered, my voice barely audible.

His response was a gentle nip on my skin, making me gasp.

Suddenly, he stopped, his hands releasing my ankles.

"Stand up," he whispered, his voice low and husky.

I hesitated, unsure of what to expect.

"Trust me," Livin whispered, his hands guiding me upward.

I stood, my legs trembling.

Livin's hands cradled my waist, his fingers tracing circles on my skin.

"You're beautiful," he whispered, his breath caressing my ear.

I felt a surge of emotions: desire, uncertainty, and vulnerability.

Livin's hands slid up my sides, his thumbs brushing against my ribcage. I felt my breath catch, my heart pounding.

"Livin," I whispered, my voice trembling.

His response was a gentle kiss on my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

"You're trembling," he whispered, his breath caressing my ear.

I nodded, unable to speak.

Livin's hands wrapped around me, pulling me closer.

"Don't be afraid," he whispered, his lips tracing my jawline.

I felt my fear melting, replaced by desire.

"Livin," I whispered, my voice barely audible.

"Yes, Natasha?"

The restraints were loosened up

"Strip, Natasha," Livin repeated, his voice firm but gentle.

My heart racing, I slowly began to remove my clothes.

Livin's eyes watched me, his gaze burning with intensity.

As I stood naked before him, I felt vulnerable and exposed.

But Livin's expression wasn't lustful; it was reverent.

"You're beautiful," he whispered, his voice filled with awe.

He stepped closer, his hands tracing my curves.

I felt a surge of desire, my body responding to his touch.

"Livin," I whispered, my voice trembling.
I couldn't speak, my voice caught in my throat.

Livin's hands continued their gentle exploration, tracing fire along my skin.

My body arched into his touch, seeking more.

"Livin, please," I whispered, my voice barely audible.

Livin's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze burning with desire.

"Please what, Natasha?" he whispered, his lips tracing my jawline.

I felt my control slipping, my body surrendering to his touch.