Boy. Noah had really made sure she was going nowhere.
Not only were her wrists and ankles bound to the St. Andrews Cross, but her elbows and knees were also wrapped securely to the wood. She couldn't move anything. And for added immobilization, Noah had hooked her collar to another wooden pole directly behind her and covered her eyes with a blindfold.
Bound tightly, completely and deliciously, Emily panted with anticipation of Noah's next move.
She listened intently but found Noah to be surprisingly stealth when he wanted to be. Sweat began trickling from her forehead. The instinct to wipe stopped abruptly by her bonds.
She flinched when his warm breath tickled her ear. "Are you okay?"
"Yes, Sir I am."
"Good."
"Are you comfortable?"
Emily hesitated. Comfortable wasn't exactly th
