"I do like beating you," Carrie's voice was low. She massaged him a few seconds longer before reluctantly allowing him to take control. Dick almost had to forcibly remove her.
"Your turn?" Her eyebrows shot up when he spoke again and surprise flashed across her face. It went quickly, replaced by a wicked look that said Carrie was all too eager to tie him up. "I think I'm going to enjoy that." Excitement for what was coming had her cheeks flushed with color. "Hurry up, Dickwing," she commanded. With her wrists still in his hand, she leaned in and kissed his shoulder.