After tying his hands lightly, which he made easier for himself by supporting it behind his head, Diana patted his chest, "you won't get carried away now." she said, moving back and gulped at the stretched muscle at his armpit area, which look strong, coupled with the skin tone and the hairless armpit himself.
Only one word fit this man, 'perfect'.
Ethan smile deepened as her eyes glued on him with appreciation in them and moved as Diana's hand lifted to caress where she has been staring at.
Her index finger traced the muscles connecting the joints and couldn't help move down to his armpit.
It tickles Ethan, making him call her name to bring her back to her senses. "If you free your hand, it's over." Diana said, making him realize it was intentional and she really meant business.
Ethan endured the tickles, knowing he will get his revenge soon. His body kept moving, amusing Diana.
