I must be crazy to want Draven to chain me. I should have been horrified; he was telling me, a survivor, that he wanted to use the same things that have restricted my movement for years, and yet here I was, getting highly turned on by the thought of it.
I had to swallow hard at his suggestion; my pulse raced like crazy at his words. I wanted it; I was more than ready to tell Draven to chain me against the bedpost and do whatever he wanted. He knew it was my first time, I haven't told him, but I am certain he knows. He won't hurt me; I trust him completely, and the fact that he assembled this romantic setup was a clue of how much he wanted me to enjoy this moment.
The heat between us was nearly unbearable, and every part of me ached for his touch. I could feel my cheeks as images of wha
