"Then, do that, Sly. Possess me like nothing else. Dominate me. I've missed your touch." I touched his chest, "I've missed you. Every part of you." I bite my lower lip as I watched him.
"Lee—"
"Dominate me, Sly. Treat me like a whore. I don't care. All I want is your touch."
"You know I can never treat you like a whore, Lee. I love you too much for that. You—"
"I loved how you commanded me when you still thought I wasn't real. Do that to me once more. Treat me that way, Sly. I need you to—"
"No, I can't." He looked reluctant to do as I asked.
"Then, you don't love me." I removed my hand from him.
"Of course, I do!" He took my hand in his, "you don't know how broken I was when you left me, Lee. These seven years were my darkest moment."
"Then, do as I asked. I need you to dominate me."
There was this need deep within me that I can't explain.
It was as if his touch brought out emotions I kept bottled up.
