Darian’s touch was gentle and soft but when I watched him I saw the man that chained me to the bed, the one that fucked his Bells like that’s all they were good for and then pushed me around like a dog on a leash- pulling me in when he felt like it.

“Please stop,” I grabbed his hands and lowered them. My skin got cold from losing his touch, it was like I was at war with myself, wanting him to touch him while also preferring him at a distance.

It wasn't logical, it was ...