Delilah desisted in her attempts to open the bottle, if only for a moment. "You could try," she repeated, cocky because it suited her and it seemed like it suited him.
Her hips moved into his hand as she leaned back on her elbows.
"Sure," she answered with a smirk. "I'm game for anything." Seemed like Samson here wasn't so against bondage as long as he wasn't the one being bound.