~Faith~
I tremble as Aiden holds me in the dark room. We both remain silent, but I can sense the absence of the calm that briefly settled within him. His arousal presses against me, hard and urgent, as his heart pounds rapidly. His body quivers, as if he is battling an internal struggle. I know he has released me to let me calm down, but I can also sense his need for more.
"Fear, that's your trigger," I whisper, feeling his hand move slowly against my body. "When you're afraid, you lose control, don't you?" As he momentarily releases me to grab something, he then quickly cuffs my hands behind my back again. I have accepted my fate, choosing not to fight him. Even if it means spending every free moment in this way, I will continue to be there for him. Deep down, I understand that he need
