Chapter 63

Troy

Quinn continued to surprise me. She was the one ultimately in control, and I thought that maybe she knew it, even if she couldn’t express it in a way that made sense to her.

The control I had over her in the bedroom was all an illusion. A game we both agreed to play. And she relished in it. Loved it. Giving in to me, trusting me not to push her too far, was the ultimate form of submission – and she so desperately needed that in her life.

She needed to submit to someone, needed to let go and hand over control to someone she loved and trusted, while I needed to get myself back under control.

The way that she so instinctively knew what I needed absolutely blew me away.

She didn’t know where to draw the line though. While she felt she hadn’t submitted enough yet, I knew that we were going too hard too fast, and I had to be the one who ended it, or she’d keep pushing herself until she reached a cliff she wasn’t ready to jump.

I was so horny, my cock so hard, that I was about read