When it comes to you, against my better judgment and my will, I find myself promising things I never thought I could promise anyone.
I've learned that I'd rather wait for you than be with any other woman when you're all I can think about.
I sat at the computer and started my BDSM research in earnest. I learned three things: I still very much like the idea of wielding the power, I do seem to have an inclination toward the opposite in spite of myself, and there are some things on the internet that you simply cannot unsee.
I felt sorry for her, baby, guilty and responsible. That's all it was. Once she started talking about you, I could have thrown her off the deck with no remorse. I know there are no words that can take away what you saw, just please say you understand. Liz is nothing to me, Evan, but you...you're everything.
You take pleasure in my disregard for her because in your fantasies, you're different - superior and singular in my eyes. You are, Evan, all of those things, and deep down, you want what I'm offering. You want to be dominated, guided, cherished.
So what is it, Evan? What is it that is making your mouth say 'no' when every other part of you is screaming 'yes'? Screaming?Screaming.