Knotty Neighbor

Liv came back from sailing, salt still in her hair, and found Avery Black standing on the doorstep with an idea that wasn't about boats at all. Avery grinned and explained she wanted knots, but the kinky kind—wrists pulled tight, body wrapped up, something that made her breathing change. Liv laughed, shrugged, and let her in. Ten minutes later Avery's elbows were pinned together, a scarf jammed between her teeth, and Liv had her on the kitchen table. Rope licked over her chest, pulled up between her legs, and left her dripping before Liv even bothered to touch skin. Every new loop got tighter, meaner, sweeter, and Avery's muffled little noises grew louder while Liv teased, spanked, and took her time enjoying how neatly she'd wrapped her new toy. The clothes came off fast after that. Liv's mouth replaced some of the ropes, her fingers stayed busy, and Avery, stripped and glowing, jerked hard against every knot she couldn't escape from.