She ties him up

She bit Jon’s lip and growled, “About that rope…it doesn’t only have to be used for climbing you know…”

“Oh…?” And before he could say more, Ygritte had released her grip on him and splashed out of the pool. She bent down a few feet away, and quickly returned with rope that she had left in her pack from earlier that day.

She slowly walked into the pool, holding an end in one hand and the rest coiled around her other. The water acted like silk around her pale body, slowly rippling with each step she took.

“Do you trust me, Jon Snow?”

Jon gulped, simultaneously unable to resist her and yet baffled by her sheer prowess that he was unable to answer. He just nodded quickly as he stumbled back into the cool rocks from nervousness.

Ygritte stalked towards him like a feline, a predator targeting her prey. She slowly prowled into Jon’s space, touching her nose to his and pressing him even further into the rocks. Without wasting another second as desire came over her, she grabbed his hands and put them above him, her breasts brushing against his chest. Jon inhaled with sudden pleasure, turned on by her dominance over him.

Ygritte skillfully tied his hands together and wrapped the other end of the rope around the top of the rock Jon had backed up against.

“Now you really are mine.” She snarled. A primal urge had come over her, and she was practically gnashing her teeth as she focused on what was now hers to conquest. Jon was now completely at her mercy, and she liked it.

Jon panted with arousal, his chest rising and falling just by looking at the wild fire in front of him. Ygritte’s pale skin was illuminated by the water still clinging to her body. She was a beacon in front of him, illuminated by the grotto’s torches. Her damp red locks blazed a trail down her bare chest, and her ice blue eyes locked with his dark brown ones that were now hypnotized by the wily fox in front of him.

With Jon restrained, Ygritte decided to use him as she pleased. Using the section of rope hanging tautly from above, she placed her feet upon the stone behind him, and squatted onto his rock hard length.

Jon gasped and cried out at the sudden tightness as her warm folds enveloped him. She was already wet, even though he had done hardly more than kiss her, and she glided onto him easily. Her knees bent and straightened quickly with every pump onto Jon’s cock, groaning with pleasure as she teased him by pulling in and out a few inches, and then taking him all inside of her. Forgetting that he was restrained, he kept struggling against the ropes to touch her, but she would grab his chin and **** him onto her mouth.