Ixora's stomach churned, her breath growing more shallow as she adjusted her position.
"S... stop," she said, almost in a pleading tone.
He ignored her, slowly tracing the ribbon up her arm, down to her exposed cleavage.
Ixora's stomach flipped, a riot of butterflies erupting within her.
She bit her lips and twisted her wrists, struggling to free herself.
Hot breath escaped her lungs when he ran the ribbon along her chest.
She could feel her knees weakening.
"What?" He asked, rubbing the ribbon on her inner ear.
She tightened her teeth on her lips, preventing whatever sound that was trying to escape.
Adrenaline rushed through her chest down to her stomach and to her thighs. She clasped her weakened knees, trying so hard to balance on the ground without feeling anything.
"Man
