Moving In

Stella's POV

Every time I hear Sebastian walk out of the master bedroom, barely a few hours after his capture, I feel a surge of happiness. Despite my strong need to connect with him, I am now unable to look him in the eyes or connect with him in a number of scenarios, despite my strong desire to do so. He blindfolded me and tied my wrists to each bedpost in the middle of the night, which resulted in my being stripped completely naked. Although my body is trembling with excitement as we anticipate his arrival, I am completely overcome with enthusiasm at the prospect of meeting him. From the top of my head all the way down to the bottom of my feet, it feels as if he is straddling me, and I can feel the burning heat flowing from him. My damaged core is so close to his thick erection that I'm ready to beg him to please put it out of my thoughts, despite the fact that I already know he's a pain in the rear end.