Okay, when she'd come after him to make him stop being afraid of living, this was not anything Zoe'd been expecting. Not that she was complaining. Oh hells no. Clearly, her karma was way better than she thought. Yes, way better. Right living equals hot bondage sex. Somehow, they never mentioned this in the Buddhist dharma. Now some of the Taoist teachings? Yeah, kinda.
Nope, not complaining, at the least.
She pressed her hips up into his as he rolled his shirt up. She held her hands out to him. "I want it real bad," she assured him in a low rasp. Buddha's mercy, he was a virgin? She shuddered again.
The shirt wouldn't be a very tight bond at all, but it would give her something to hang onto and use as leverage. "Please?" she added more sweetly, as an afterthought.