He guided her to sit on one of the leather benches, its padding yielding softly under her. The scene was simple, no elaborate setup, just the two of them in this sanctuary. He knelt to her level, his deep voice wrapping around her like velvet.
"Would you like to try any of them? Just one, to start. No pressure."
Her heart raced, a nervous thrill washing over her like a wave. Scared, yes, the unknown loomed large, making her pulse thunder in her ears. But she couldn't deny the undercurrent of excitement, the way his attentive gaze made her feel safe enough to explore. She fidgeted on the bench, smoothing her sweater over her knees, her cheeks aflame. After a moment, she pointed shyly to the silk rope, her finger trembling just a bit.
"That one," she said softly, her words tumbling out
