Shy Soles Surrender

Description: Celena always kept her laughter in check—reserved, delicate, like she thought the world didn’t deserve to hear it. but tied facedown, with her feet bare and exposed, she had nowhere to hide. the first touch sent a shiver up her spine, a small giggle escaping her lips before she could stop it. she fought to hold it in, to keep her composure, but tickling doesn’t play fair. it built, teasing her, breaking her down, her laugh rising higher and faster until it hit a wild, unstoppable crescendo.