Aiden swallows hard and nods. “Oh? What are you considering?” He says. His voice is rough and low, and it sends a shiver down my spine.
“Well,” I say, my voice playful, “I know you can’t move very much. You probably won’t be able to touch me. But…” I trail off meaningfully. Aiden is hanging on to my every word.
“But what?” He urges me. I can see the hunger in his eyes, and it makes my body feel hot.
“I guess you can look at me,” I tease. Aiden nods immediately.
“Yes. Please,” he says insistently, his voice almost hoarse. I can see his hands flex and tighten with obvious desire. I can’t help but feel a boost of confidence as I realize just how badly he wants to touch me.
“Are you sure you can handle it, Aiden?” I tease. My heart is beating fast as I muster my confidence. “You might not
