BRIANA THOMPSON
It was already past eleven in the morning when Denner and I decided to get out of bed.
He said this is the start of our honeymoon that we never had and that he'll make love to me whenever I slip up.
Denner doesn't have much of a filter or restraint when it comes to this and always laughs at me, saying I look beautiful when I'm blushing with embarrassment.
He has the power to unsettle me and during s*x, I always get the impression that he's holding back, as if he's not himself.
"HONEY, THE DOORBELL IS RINGING, IT MUST BE ONE OF THE SECURITY GUARDS WITH THE FOOD." Denner shouts from the bathroom and I hadn't even heard the doorbell ring.
"I'll get it." I grab the robe and put it on over the nightgown I hadn't changed out of yet.
I go to the living room and as I get clo
