Vasili
I had lost complete sense of time as Edward and I lay in bed. We had been wrapped around each other for so long I had no idea if it was still morning or afternoon. He looked so blissful as he lay down on my chest snoring softly.
It was a side of him I had never seen before. The begging, desperate, submissive Edward Coleman I had no idea existed. Fuck I did not even know I was capable of half of the things I did last night. I just lost control once I saw him handcuffed to the bed. Waiting for me to pleasure him.
His wrists were bruised due to the handcuffs, but he assured me he was fine. He seemed better than fine. Multiple hickeys painted his skin and my very own bite marks. His hips were slightly bruised and from the small fraction of his ass that was exposed from the fallen sheet, I knew he was slightly bruised there too.
