She glared at the shorthaired woman who was smiling down at her.

“What do I get out of it?”

“You get to relax, and feel me touch you in the most intimate way possible, and have a mind blowing orgasm. Then afterwards I’ll hold you and tell you how much you mean to me.”

Carmen shook her head. “Not enough. How about you tell me how amazing I am now, and then afterwards you let me tie you to the bedpost? That sounds much more appealing I think.”

Shane paused to study this beautiful, mysterious creature that lay under her. The only woman that had Shane so enamored and love sick that she agreed to the arrangement.

“Alright, fine. You’re amazing, and crazy. And you’re the only woman in the world who I would agree to let me be tied to a bedpost during lovemaking.” Shane began kissing Carmen—first on her forehead. “You’re brilliant–you always think of a solution to every problem you encounter.” Then on the left cheek. “You are so sassy—you terrify me with what will come out of that pretty little mouth of yours.” Shane continued as she kissed Carmen’s other cheek, nose, and finally lips. “You make me crazy when you dance, or when I’m in the doghouse because of something stupid I did and you decide to walk around in your shortest shorts and see-through shirt. It’s hell, cause all I want to do is get you naked and admire that warm, beautiful brown skin, but I can’t even look at you without getting in trouble. Everything about you drives me crazy Carmen.”

Shane kissed her lover’s lips one more time and then stared right into her eyes, as if to ask permission to continue her original plan. Carmen stared at her for a minute and then told Shane to roll off of her.

‘Fuck.’ Shane thought. ‘What did I say wrong? Damn it, Carmen why do you have to be so sensitive. Great this is going to ruin the whole day.

Carmen wriggled onto the side of the bed and pulled out a rope from underneath.

“Sit up.” She instructed.

Shane saw the rope and immediately felt relief that her girlfriend wasn’t mad at her. On the other hand, she really wasn’t looking forward to being tied up—but that was Carmen for you—you just have a conversation on how hard it is to be vulnerable with her and the next thing you know she has decided this is the perfect time for some soft BDSM. She cocked her head to the side and covered her tits with her hands.

“Aw come on, Carmen! That’s so not fair. I thought you said I didn’t have to do that until after we, you know…”

Carmen began to tie the rope around the bed and searched for the skinny woman’s hands.

“Scoot back and give me your arms.”

“Jesus, Carmen.” She complained but she did exactly as told. After Carmen had her tied up, she sat back to admire her work. ‘Good,’ she thought. ‘Now I can show her how physically and emotionally vulnerable she can get—and then she can see how I won’t hurt her and how she can trust me.’

“You’re probably just doing this as some stupid trust exercise.”

“Maybe,” Carmen smiled. “Or maybe it’s just because you are incredibley sexy when you are all angry and flustered.”

Carmen leaned over and began exploring Shane’s body while Shane laid there and took it all in.

After Carmen had taken the thin woman’s pants off and had her body begging for release, she leaned over and stared right into those piercing green eyes.

Shane suddenly felt exposed—she needed to cum so bad, and here was the love of her life, the one who was making her feel this way, and she was just staring into her soul.

“You can trust me Shane, I’m not letting go.”

Carmen pressed her body on top of Shane’s and snaked a hand down between her lover’s legs. She propped herself up using her other elbow and used her hand to brush the hair out of Shane’s eyes to watch as her lover came hard on her hand and then held her as the slender woman buried her head into Carmen’s shoulder.