Please Come Back, My Love novel Chapter 344

Chapter 344

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The waterbed became its own kind of torture, every movement creating waves that traveled through my entire body, impossible to prec or brace against. I was seasick and aroused and disgusted with myself in equal measure, and through it all, Lucas kept up a running

commentary that made me want to scream.

“Look at you, so wet for me even though you hate it. Your body knows who it belongs to, even if your mind hasn’t caught up yet.”

I wanted to tell him that wetness wasn’t consent, that my body’s reflexive responses meant nothing, but my voice had abandoned me somewhere between the third and fourth orgasm he’d wrung from me like he was squeezing water from a stone.

When he finally-finally-removed the blindfold, I had to blink against the sudden brightness, tears streaming down my temples into m hair. Lucas loomed above me, fully clothed while I lay naked and bound and utterly wrecked, and the satisfaction on his face made me

want to die.

“There you are,” he said softly, reaching down to brush away my tears with surprising gentleness. “Did you miss me?”

I turned my face away, unable to look at him, unable to bear the weight of what had just happened.

My whole body ached-not from pain, exactly, but from the sustained tension of being held in one position for so long, from the relentless assault of sensation, from the exhausting work of trying to keep myself separate from what was being done to me.

Lucas made a thoughtful sound in the back of his throat, then began unbuckling the cuffs at my ankles. When he moved to my wrists, I felt the circulation return in a rush of pins and needles that made me gasp.

“Come on,” he said, pulling me to sit up. The waterbed sloshed dramatically, and I had to grab his shoulders to keep from falling. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

He half-carried me to the bathroom, my legs too shaky to support my full weight. The lights were mercifully dim, and he ran the shower hot enough to steam up the mirrors before guiding me under the spray. I stood there, letting the water cascade over me, and tried very hard not to think about anything at all.

Lucas didn’t join me-small mercies-but he didn’t leave either. He leaned against the counter, arms crossed, watching me through the glass shower door with an expression I couldn’t quite read. When I finally turned off the water and reached for a towel, he was there to hand it to me, wrapping it around my shoulders like I was something precious instead of something he’d just used for his own

gratification.

“Better?” he asked, and I almost laughed at the absurdity of the question.

Instead, I just nodded, too exhausted to do anything else.

He led me back into the bedroom, and I noticed for the first time that there was a second bed normal pillows, tucked against the far wall. Thank God.

a normal bed, with normal sheets and

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Chapter 344

“I can’t sleep on that thing,” I heard myself say, gesturing weakly at the waterbed. My voice sounded strange, scraped raw. It makes me

nauseous.”

Lucas studied me for a long moment, something flickering behind his eyes that might have been concern if I didn’t know better. Then he

nodded once, decisive.

“Fine. We’ll use the other bed.”

He pulled back the covers and waited while I crawled in, still wrapped in my towel because I couldn’t bring myself to be naked around

him for one more second.

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