Chapter 5
I knew what I was getting into. I did. I’d read about seventy million articles and blogs. Firsthand accounts of people living the lifestyle in about a thousand different ways. I’d read tons of fiction, written by authors in the b**m community, and knew what they were talking about. So I wasn’t exactly surprised when Holden refused to talk more about anything we would do while I was still healing. Frustrated, yes, but not surprised.
The anticipation did heighten my arousal and my desire. Well, that and the fact that Holden was a lot freer with his touches and affection. But nothing moved beyond a touch on my arm or face or head. The only kisses I’d received were on my cheek or fingers or temple. I soaked it up and tried desperately not to ask any questions.
When I’d woken from
