55, Pause

Emma listened to the sounds as she felt Bane get off the bed. She heard the soft sound of fabric against skin and the hard metallic noise of a belt buckle being undone. With each of the sounds her anticipation and need grew. She knew Bane was getting undressed and even though all she wanted to do was to run her hands over his skin and feel his hard muscles playing under her touch, all she could do was to lie in bed and listen. Emma couldn’t even look at him, but her mind summoned the image as clear as if she could see him. She tried to figure out what he would do next, but had to give up when she realized that she didn’t have a clue. Emma heard his soft footsteps as he moved closer to the bed. She felt his soft fingertips as he caressed her right arm from the shoulder and up to her hand.

“Open your hand, Angel,” he told her in a soft voice. Emma let go of the strap that tied her to the bed. Bane placed something in her hand. It felt like some type of plastic box and he took her thumb