Again, Noah let Matilda go home early. She never questioned why but she was always grateful.
Afterwards, he took me up to his room and we stayed there until late, falling asleep in each others arms.
He was slowly breaking down his barriers with me. I was starting to see more of what Noah really liked intimately.
I was introduced to handcuffs. He used two pairs to lock me to his bedpost. It was torture not being able to touch him but it also felt extremely good to have no control. Even when he denied me örgasms and made me wait. It made each one feel so much better, much more intense. Rewarding.
I would always give control to Noah. He always left me exhausted and completely satisfied. No matter how sore or tired I was though, I always wanted more. I had lost track of how many
