DAMON’S POV
Three cold baths later and I still couldn’t get the image of her out of my head.
She had no idea I was punishing myself as well.
If I had stayed a second more, I’d have taken her on the bed, right there and then, without a second thought. She was the most perfect human ever to exist.
The sight of her cuffed for me, n*****s clamped, soaked and trembling…
Fuck.
It was burned into my skull.
The little sounds she made, the way her body twitched every time the clamps buzzed, the way she lifted her hips when I touched her—
I gripped the edge of the sink and forced myself to breathe.
She wanted more. She begged for more. And that… that nearly broke me.
I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. My jaw was tight, my eyes darker than usual, and my chest still risin
