Chapter 434 Your Female Slave
Sarah tilted her head, her eyes dreamy as she looked at him, her voice filled with a soft allure. "David, what do you want to do?"
David gazed at her, his eyes seeming to peer into her soul. His voice was husky, resonating in Sarah's ear. "Sarah, it's been a long time since we made love. Do you want to?"
Sarah felt a stirring inside her. She had missed David's touch ever since they had been apart.
Since they'd gotten back together, they still hadn't made love.
When Sarah found out about David's engagement, she lost her appetite and suffered from insomnia, leading to hormonal imbalances, malnutrition, and nervous exhaustion.
David was worried about her, fearing that making love might be too much for her fragile body, so he patiently waited for her to recover.
Now, she was back to her old self.
The long absence from each other's bodies made them both a bit excited. David's chest rose and fell slightly, his lips parted as if he wanted to devour Sarah whole.
Sarah wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes encouraging him. "David, do whatever you want."
She stood on her tiptoes, her lips brushing his ear. "Tonight, I'm your female slave. I'll fulfill any request you have."
With that, she gently kissed David's lips.
David let out a low groan and immediately scooped her up, heading straight for their bedroom.
In his arms, Sarah seemed so small.
It had been so long since they were together that David didn't want to rush. He kissed her gently, letting her reacquaint herself with his tenderness.
His kisses were like a gentle spring rain, covering her body in a delicate, continuous drizzle.
His kisses were also like a net, enveloping her completely.
In this tender net, Sarah gradually surrendered. Her muscles, initially tense with nervousness, slowly relaxed, ready to welcome David's next move.
She sat up, kissing David while her hands unbuttoned her loungewear.
David kissed her while helping with the buttons.
Sarah knelt in front of David, quickly shedding her clothes, revealing her sexy body, without even wearing underwear.
She pulled David's head to her chest, looking down into his eyes.
They continued kissing.
David released her lips, breathing heavily, and kissed her chest.
Sarah tilted her head back slightly, her chest trembling with the long-awaited kiss.
David's hand slipped into her pants, reaching her warm, wet core.
His breathing grew heavier, his nostrils flaring slightly.
He stood up, quickly stripping off his clothes, exposing his penis to Sarah.
Sarah, her face flushed and eyes hazy, had been waiting for his next move. But when David suddenly withdrew his hand and stood before her, she was taken aback.
She stared at the imposing sight before her, her face suddenly drained of color.
The desire in her eyes vanished, replaced by sheer panic.
She struggled to control her fear, her trembling hand reaching for David.
David held her hand, his voice filled with concern. "Sarah, what's wrong? Why is your hand so cold?"
Tears streamed down Sarah's cheeks as she stammered, "I'm sorry, David. I'm so sorry. I can't do this. I can't... I can't go on. I'm sorry."
The memories she had tried so hard to forget came flooding back.
The desolate outskirts, the filthy warehouse, that disgusting man, his dirty hands, and even dirtier penis, the grimy floor, the dirty blood, and the bloody half of a genital.
Sarah covered her mouth, pushing David away, and ran barefoot to the bathroom, crouching by the toilet, vomiting.
David, knocked over by her push, lay on the bed, bewildered as to why his body repulsed his lover.
He felt a pang of sadness.
But he quickly realized it wasn't his body that disgusted Sarah, but her memories.
What horrors had she endured during her kidnapping?
David thought of this and immediately got up, grabbed Sarah's shirt, and ran to the bathroom.
Sarah had finished vomiting, crouching by the toilet, naked from the waist up, hugging herself, her head buried in her arms.
It was the fetal position, a sign of extreme insecurity.
David's heart ached. He went over, draped the shirt over her, and gently helped her stand.
He dressed her. Sarah remained motionless.
David poured her a glass of water, and she let him help her drink and rinse her mouth.
David washed her face. Tears continued to stream down Sarah's face.
Ignoring the water on her face, she threw herself into David's arms, sobbing.
"David, what do I do? I'm sorry! I can't look at that thing anymore! When I see it, I remember all those horrible memories. What do I do? I can't love you anymore!"
David patted her comfortingly, "Sarah, don't be discouraged. This is just the beginning. We worked so hard to get back together. We have a long future ahead of us."
"I'll always wait for you, I'll be with you. One day, you'll overcome this. Don't rush, and don't feel guilty. You haven't wronged me. The ones at fault are that bad man and Margaret."
He cupped her face in his hands, his tone gentle, "Sarah, remember, I love you. I love not just your beautiful body, but your interesting soul and the heart that loves me. Sarah, nothing can stand in our way. We'll always be together. Have faith. Okay?"
Sarah, her eyes filled with tears, looked at him with hope, "Really? David, do you really think there's hope for me?"
David kissed her tears tenderly, "Silly girl. Love can conquer all, remember?"
Sarah, still sobbing, nestled in his arms, "David, don't give up on me."
David held her close, "Sarah, you mustn't give up on me either. I'm a petty person, I hold grudges. If you abandon me again, I'll hate you and never forgive you."
Sarah nodded firmly, "I understand. I'll stay by your side forever."
David picked her up again, laying her on the bed and tucking her in. Then, he lay quietly beside her.
He gently patted her, like soothing a baby, "Sleep, it's late. Tomorrow is a new day."
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