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“Good,” Kyler replied with a hard voice

In her peripheral vision, she noticed Porter leaving, then a finger tucked under her chin Kyler’s gaze wasn’t what she’d expected Softness lay in the depths of his eyes “All cooled off?”

She nodded, quivering “Freezing cold”

He reached for the blanket on the couch and then patted his lap “Coainst the couch, and he wrapped the blanket around her shoulders “Tell ”

“As a punishirls touch me,” she offered

He shook his head “No, Ella Communication is all in this lifestyle And when you have been paddled until your ass is bright red, your mind will be hazy We need to talk I couldn’t talk to you in the state you were in”

Oh! “I understand”

He watched her closely with that long stare that melted her and touched the depths of her soul Yet she couldn’t quite read his expression; too hts

Tucking the blanket tight around her, he said, “I know you want ripped her chin with a firaze onto him “But you knohat I need for that to happen You want this D/s relationship, and seeing that you were deterht to prove you are ready, then that means you are ready to talk to me … openly and honestly It’s that simple, Ella”

She sed past the swell of e him out wasn’t an option anyaze on hers and the sensation of safety he instilled, she found herself no longer able to run Trust Communication Acceptance She wanted all of that with Kyler For once, she wanted to face so from it

She wanted to be free

He gave her the safe place to do that

Shutting her eyes, she drew on the strength inside Every conversation they’d had seemed to pull more information out of her All her walls to protect herself he’d broken down And to the heart of it, he’d slowly but surely woven a spell of trust over her, leaving no doubt in her mind that if she opened to him he would be there to hold her

She opened her eyes, unable to fight off the tears “One night, I ca all day and there were beer bottles everywhere” Tears welled in her eyes, yet Kyler stayed statue still, so she continued “Rory accusedon him Of course, I wasn’t But he wouldn’t listen He kept accusing ot really mad”

Dropped into theher veins She’d never seen anyone that enraged before She had never lived in that type of anger She’d always been surrounded by love