Intertwined hearts

Finally, with a long groan, he released her, allowing her to catch his breath. Don't test my patience again, Bianca, he warned sternly. Her face covered in the cooling moisture of his wetness, Bianca nodded in submission as Benjamin left to wash off.

 

Pulling herself up, she uncuffed and removed everything, joining him in the bathroom to wash his body. "Thank you, sir," she murmured, the weight of her actions settling in.

In the restaurant

the soft glow of lights danced across Bianca's face as she stole glances at Benjamin, her fingers tracing patterns on the tablecloth. Her thoughts swirled with gratitude for his forgiveness; a weight lifted from her shoulders, knowing she couldn't bear to lose him.

 

Meanwhile, Benjamin sat across from her, his brow furrowed with worry as he battled the conflicting emotions swirling within him.