Chapter 6
The air in my house, after having been closed up for a week, was a little stale. I puttered around, opening windows to let in the fresh, warm spring breeze and let my mind wander back over the past few days. The anticipation in the pit of my stomach grew the more I thought about it. Holden wanted me. Wanted to dominate me. Wanted to make me submit.
It took me only three windows before I realized exactly why Holden had insisted on some time apart. I still wanted everything we’d talked about. I still needed him to take control of me. But I didn’t feel that desire to agree just to please him. Standing in the middle of my living room, with the soft breeze ruffling the curtains, I desperately wanted everything Holden would give me, and I wanted it for me. Because doing that with him
