I’m shocked and confused by the emotions that run through my body in this moment. Because one part of me – a huge part – wants me to cry out, to beg him to stop – to tell him that I’m scared, and this is too new, and too fast –
But the other part – maybe the larger part?
God damn it, but it wants him.
I am absolutely, completely freaked out by all of this but…
I am also soaking wet.
I grimace as I realize it, embarrassed and a little ashamed and totally confused. What is wrong with me, that I’d let someone chain me to their wall as part of some kind of s*x contract, and that I’d like it –
“Spread your feet,” Kent commands, his voice soft and ridiculously close to my ear. I jump a little, but I do as he says, moving my feet a few inches apart.
“Wider,” he commands, impatient
