Semua Bab The Genius Delta: Bab 111 - Bab 114

As soon as he stepped away and allowed me room, the room exhaled with me. Left standing there, wrist-bound and buzzing warm, it occurred to me quietly. Disruptively. I wasn’t waiting. I wasn’t trapped. I wasn’t being strong; I was strong because I chose to stay right where I was. That was new. For as long as I could remember, planning my escapes rather than simply...living, bracing myself for the other shoe to drop rather than allowing joy, clinging to control because anything else was statistically irresponsible at best and catastrophically deadly at worst. I liked things to be done on my own terms and in my own time. Submission had sounded like a loss of control. Like loss of intelligence. Like losing. 

By the time he returned, I felt like my body remembered how to speak. Don’t mistake me, want was part of it. Bright and burning and buzzing straight through my nerves. But it went deeper than that. Focus. Attention. The sort that coursed through my veins and rooted itself deep in my core. Hours of slow burn had leeched any façade or edge away, leaving something warm where it touched. I didn’t feel frenzied. I felt heightened. Liquid fire had pooled low in my belly, spreading slowly and wide, and reminding me of every orgasm I hadn’t let myself have, as my skin seemed to remember just how thin it was finally. Sara pressed still inside of me, now relaxed but not retreated. Satisfied. ‘He knows we’re here.’ She whispered. ‘Yeah.’ I breathed back and meant it down to my lungs. Jonathan stepped into the room, and everything changed. Not the machines or the lights or even the rigging that had worked so expertly to bring me to this point. Him. He watched me differently now. Less sharp