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I stared at him.Who the hell are you and where did you come from?

Cyrus chuckled, his body shaking beneath me. “I’m just a man who knows a thing or two about a woman’s emotional release after an orgasm. Especially if they’ve been through a trauma like you have. But again, I’m not asking because it’s not my place. If you have questions, I’ll answer them to the best of my ability. But not until then.”

He was a whole other level of man. Not that I was experienced in that department but just from the movies I had seen and people I had met in life, Cyrus was something else.

Do you know why I cried?

“I have an idea. In BDSM, it’s called sub drop. You could have gone through several different emotions before your orgasms. Also, you gave a part of yourself to me that people tried taking from you. You trusted me enough to know that I would never hurt you. Ever. Sure, I’m down for spanking and biting but that’s it.”

I laughed lightly, a fresh tear rolling down my cheek.

Cyrus gently pushed me off his lap and kissed the top of my head. “I have an idea. Where’s your linen closet?”

In the bathroom,I signed but unsure as to why he would need to know where the closet was.

“Stay here.” He kissed my cheek. “But I do suggest getting dressed. Unless you want to spend the rest of the night naked.”

I looked down at myself, my cheeks burning when I realized I was only in a shirt nd nothing else.

He chuckled.

I playfully punched his arm, laughing.

While he went to the closet for whatever reason, I got dressed and grabbed us some snacks and a couple of beers from the fridge. When I went back out into the living room, I found Cyrus laying blankets down on the floor by the couch after the coffee table was moved out of the way.

He caught my gaze, a wide grin spreading on his face. “We’re camping out.” He nodded to the items in my hand. “It’s like you read my mind.”

I placed the items on the end table and helped him.

“We’ll play your video games too, watch movies and...”

More?I asked, hinting for everything else he had to give me.

“Maybe.” He winked. “If you’re a good girl.”

I giggled, shaking my head.

When the blankets were laid and pillows were sitting against the bottom of the couch, I grabbed the beer and snacks.

Cyrus sat down, helping me spread out the items on the blankets in front of us.

He leaned over, placing a soft peck on my temple. “Thank you, pet.”

A thought came to me, forcing me to turn toward him.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

You didn’t hint for more. After you gave me two orgasms, you didn’t hint for sex.

“No, why would I? One, you started crying and two, that wasn’t my intention. Sure, I look forward to it later but in that moment, all I wanted was to earn more of your trust and it worked.”

I stared at him.

He took a swig of his beer, glancing my way. “What?”

I opened my mouth, but no words came out.

“If you start talking now, we won’t be spending the rest of the night playing video games.”