Page 40 of Watch Her Bleed
“I’m invested now,” Milo says with amusement in his tone.
“Milo, you’re invested in everything involving watching,” Matt laughs.
“It’s true. I sure do love to put on a good show though,” he says.
“Well, this is an interesting development,” I say.
“Rora, do you trust him?” Kaia asks.
“Obviously.”
“But you feel like you should be ashamed?” she asks.
“Yeah.”
“Why should you feel ashamed?” she asks. “Do you not think that you deserve pleasure?”
“No. Not really,” I admit.
“Baby, you deserve the best orgasm that the man has to offer,” she says and I laugh. “I’m not kidding. You’ve been through nothing but pain for your entire life, whether it be emotional or physical. Out of everyone in this room, you deserve pleasure the most.”
“I don’t know how to word my thoughts right now,” I say and she smiles at me, understanding.
“It’s not going to change what I said,” Matt says with a smirk. “But feel free.
“What did he say?” Luca asks.
“That he won’t do anything if I have bruises still,” I say as I sit myself up more.
“Oh, this would make a difference,” Kaia laughs. “Also, you don’t…”
“Hush,” I laugh
“Now I do want to know,” Matt says.
“Our girl here has never been given an orgasm,” Kaia says, ignoring my glare. I laugh out loud when Matt groans and lays his head back.
“Matt,” Kaia says.
“What, Kaia,” he asks, keeping his eyes closed.
“She has a voice. Let her use it,” she says.
“What does that even mean,” Matt asks.
“It means you shouldn’t be deciding for her what she can and cannot handle, Matt,” Kaia says seriously. “She clearly knows the difference between consensual and non-consensual.”
“I can decide if I’m uncomfortable or not by this conversation,” I admit.
“I’m not saying he should bend you over right here right now. I’m just saying that he is making assumptions about what you can handle. You have never been one to be reckless and you’ve always thought out everything. You would not be sitting in his lap right now if you thought that there was any risk to it,” she says. “And before you say it, no one gives a fuck how long you’ve known him. That has no bearing on how much you trust him. You were not frivolous with your trust, so again, if you are sitting in his lap, then you are meant to be there.”
“You’re like a pushy wingwoman,” I say and she laughs.
“Again. I’m not saying you two should bone tonight, but he shouldn’t be making decisions for you. Also, the bruises are not what he is, assuming they are.”
“They’re still bruises,” Matt says.
“Dude, where do you think these bruises are?” Matt glares at her and she laughs. “The bruises are on her thighs. They are not as bad as you were assuming. You’ve not seen them. I have.”
