She lowers her head and I shut my eyes as she kisses me, tenderly this time. I kiss her back. She pulls back and whispers against my mouth, her forehead against mine. “You finally stopped thinking.” I almost laugh. She unties my bonds and my immediate instinct is to curl up in a ball and go to sleep, my body still raw from the assault on my nerve endings. Instead, I hold her waist and flip us so she’s beneath …
