IRIS.
Today, I learned that aftercare mattered after having rough s*x.
After Damon had carefully untied me, he lifted me off the bed and took me to the bathroom and he soaked me into a bubble bath containing warm water.
"Want me to join in?" He said as he took a seat on the tiled platform containing toiletries.
I shook my head. "Not after what you did to me. Leave me alone, Damon."
He laughed and leaned back against the wall, folding one arm over the other. "So you want to tell me you didn't enjoy it? The pain and the pleasure and the combination of it?"
I did. I really did enjoy it. For the first time, I enjoyed it. But was I going to tell him this? No. Was he going to learn the truth from just my gaze and expression? Yes. He had a way of getting answers out of me without even ask
