Kieran’s POV
The pull-out couch was uncomfortable for a man my size. The mattress was too thin and the metal bar dug into my lower back no matter which position I seemed to lay in, a stark contrast from the luxurious heart-shaped bed in the other room.
But the bed wasn’t why I couldn’t sleep that night.
I couldn’t stop replaying it all in my head. Those moments leading up to now had been… sweet in a way I didn’t want to dwell on. No matter how much I tried to push the thoughts away, I just couldn’t. I kept thinking about the way Charlotte had gasped when the whip struck her skin. The sounds she had made, part pleasure and part desperation, when I turned up the vibrator. The way she had cried out, trembling and quaking as wave after wave of pleasure took over her…
And most
