Slowly, my eyes drift open.
I inhale deeply, stretching and getting up. A quick trip to the bathroom.
Walking back into the bedroom, I glance at the alarm clock on my beside table. 1:37 am.
My eyes fall on the beauty in my bed. How lucky I am to be with such a beautiful woman. The night has already blessed me with your embrace, and you fell asleep straight afterwards. Your laying on your stomach, holding onto your pillow. The moonlight shines through a sliver in the curtains. Your body almost glows in the ambient light, accentuating your curves. Just thinking about the fun we had earlier in the night gets me excited all over again and a naughty idea forms in my head.
I quietly walk over to my closet and find a piece of rope. Back at the bed, I gently take hold of your wrists, one at a time. You stir and I freeze, but you don’t wake up. I continue working, slowly tying your wrists together, then tying the other end of the rope to the headboard.