Sook groaned in frustration as he slowed down but she promptly was silenced by the knife at her throat. She was sure she could feel her pulse in her ears, such was the excitement and fear and anticipation that ran through her.
When the knife was resting on her thigh, she moaned his name and tugged on her handcuffs, her delicate wrists rubbing more against the restraints. "What are you going to do to me?" she asked.