Even thru the denim he could feel the heat and a dampness forming. But not yet she wasn’t ready to be trusted that much yet. And with that he left the room. If she could just see what was going on it would help her sort things out in her head. Walking into the bedroom he grabbed his bag, and changed into his clean clothes for tonight. As difficult as it was he made it work putting his cuffed hand on top of hers and helping her wash her hair. It was warm in here and he had done it on purpose to help keep her somewhat comfortable being naked and handcuffed to the bed. Getting off the bed he headed to the kitchen and poured himself a drink and then took a long drink from it. He mouth right beside her ear. Then smack on the face across her mouth. Here have some wine or would you like something else I know you like rye, or gin I have both. It was getting so close he
