Chapter Twenty–Seven Not how I thought this would go. -1
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1 head to give my entire self to him. Yes, an a submissive, I would such a deep level the right to say no and still have control, but don’t think I have it to trust toment Without complete trust, it wouldn’t work. How does one give themes to another in much a manner? I sigh, setting my laptop aside and try to ignore the throbbing between my thighs.
did? Would he let me have a trail min? What am I
I lie down and groan. Did I make a mistake dismissing Wyatt talking about? I wouldn’t be signing up for a damn monthly subscription. I can researels as much as I want, but averyone has their
be to go straight to the source, Wyatt. I don’t even know own way of doing things. The best thing for me to do to get answer
used to getting everything he wants if he will still be talking to me. He doesn’t take rejection well. The
I still can’t pet my head around the idea of him choosing me out of all the women he knows. Does he see something in me don’t see in myself? God, I have never been so confused in my entire life. How did I go from promising myself to stay away from him to considering his offer? It has been like a week or so. It isn’t like it has been months. The man is fucking with my head without even trying too hard.
1 reach for my cell to check the time. It is three in the morning, I am up in three hours for work, and I don’t know if there is any point in going to sleep. I sigh and open a text to Wyatt. There is a chance he will still be awake since he doesn’t sleep well.
Hey, I am sorry I ran off earlier. I was overwhelmed, but I shouldn’t have done it. It is a lot to process x
I stare at the screen, deciding what to do, I take a deep breath and he send. I won’t hold my breath for a reply. I sit it down next to me on my pillow, I close my eyes and get lost in my thoughts. Everything I read was running around in my head. The sound of my cell beeping grabs my attention. Has he replied? I scooped it up and saw it was a text from Wyatt.
What are you doing awake at this time? You should be asleep xx
I automatically roll my eyes when I read it. Even after I run away, he is still bossy.
I couldn’t sleep. I had too much on my mind xx
He doesn’t text back, but I am soon getting a request for a video call I sigh, take a deep breath and answer. His handsome face appears on the screen. He is lying on his bed, shirtless. I try not to get too distracted by his half–naked body.
“Are you okay?” he asks,
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Chapter Twenty–Seven – Not how I thought this would go. -2
“I don’t know, I am sorry I ran away. I didn’t know what else to do.
“It Is line. I get it. It was too much for you. I should have ensed you more into it.” He says, shaking his head.
“No, I am glad you were open and honest with me about it. I won’t I couldn’t sleep, and my curiosity got the better of me.” 1 whisper.
He stares at me for a moment, “You ended up doing some research, h?”
I nodded, “Yes. I had to. I needed to know more.”
“And what is the verdict? Are you disgusted? Confused? Fearful? hebsks softly.
1 shake my head, “None of those things.”
My words piqued his interest, “Then why did they make you feel?”
I chew on my lips and break eye contact with him, “It turned me on whisper.
“Which part?”
1 draw in another breath, letting it out before I look up at him, “All of it.”
A smirk curls on his lips, “Hmm, interesting.”
“Oh, don’t look so smug.” I huff.
He laughs loudly, “I can’t help myself. I love it when I am right. I told you you would enjoy it.”
“There is a difference between reading and doing it.”
“Has it changed your mind?” he asks, hope filling his eyes again.
1 sigh and run my fingers through my hair, “Wyatt, I have been let down and hurt so many times in my life. I don’t know if I can trust someone on such a deep level.”
“It is you don’t think you can trust anyone on such a deep level, or is it me you don’t think you can trust?”
“No, it
you. I mean, in general. It is a lot to give
someone.
“Alyssa, I know it isn’t easy to trust. I know better than anyone, but the bond that can grow between a Dom and a sub can be healing. It is a deep connection, one that benefits both involved. It helped with my trauma. It is strong and caring.” He says softly.
“And what if it all goes to
hell? What if I don’t like it? What if it turns out I am not what you need? What happens then?”
I know there are a lot of questions, but they are ones I need answered.
“If you don’t like it, then we stop. It can’t be forced, Alyssa. If it doesn’t work, then it wasn’t meant to be. If it does work, it won’t all go to hell.” He replies.
“It is a lot to take in.”
