She realised she was whimpering. Sir held her closer, his hard grip reassuring. This wasn't a dream; he really was here.
The sound of his rough voice was…comforting, like there was safety wherever he was. Well, some safety…he certainly had an awful lot of sneaky tricks up his sleeve.
Look at me, sugar.” She lifted her eyes, and he wiped away the tear that spilled over. “I could tell you what I do and don't do, but you wouldn't believe a word I said. So let's get this over with.
He'd seen when she began to panic, but he hadn't offered comfort like other Doms or changed his plans. He'd just waited her out. She could hate him a little for that.
Sex is a team sport, sugar.
Right on the edge of fear was where trust could grow.
He smiled. A sub shouldn’t be terrified, but a little anxiety was good.
Although he assumed she’d naturally submit to him, he obviously believed she was still her own person. A strong person.
She was so light; he could hold her all night without a problem.
Be brave, little rabbit. Take a chance.
Feelings are feelings. They don't have dumb or smart labels,
