"Exquisite," he breathed, brushing his hand along her chest and side, but avoiding the breasts that were so desperate for his touch, causing her to whimper. "You can lower your arms," he added, turning to retrieve another length of rope as she did so. "Give me your wrists." When she complied, he wrapped the rope around much of her forearm before binding the two wrists together and slipping the ends up over the rafter before pulling it towards him. As he pulled, the rope stretched taut and her arms were lifted up slowly until they were fully extended above her head. Her eyebrows shot up in surprise as he pulled further, lifting her toes off the ground and finally tying the rope off at a hook on the floor when her feet were dangling nearly a foot above the ground. 