Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 56760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 284(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 284(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Before I even register it, my pussy spurts liquid all over Heath’s hand. I scream as Heath half-tugs, half-catches the plug, and I spray my juices all over the room.
I don’t even realize I’m screaming until it’s too late, and I hear Heath’s laughter.
“Didn’t that feel so fucking good, Rain?” he asks me.
“You... I...” I’m struggling to catch my breath, let alone form full sentences. “You can never do this to me again! And don’t you dare tell anybody what just happened here.”
“You think you can stop me?” He smirks at me. “I’ll fucking scream it from the rooftops if I want to. Rain Ferrell squirted while I fucked her cunt and she pushed out a plug from her ass... I’ll tell everyone.”
“No!” I hiss, letting out a sob. “Don’t, I-“
“How about we make a deal?”
He smiles as a few tears slip down my cheeks despite my best efforts to stop myself from crying.
“You forgive me, and I’ll let you come right now.”
My eyes widen at his outlandish proposal. But this is just what I need to calm my quickened heartbeat and the way my body is responding to him right now. It’s only a matter of time before Heath notices my clit is still desperately twitching for him. I’m so eager for his attention, my body demands it.
“Okay,” I whisper, the tears drying on my cheeks as I wait for him to take his cock out.
But Heath does no such thing. Instead, he cuts all the ropes binding me in place except for the ones holding my arms above my head. I’m forced to kneel in the mess I’ve just made as he stands next to me.
“Look at me.”
His palm wraps around my throat as I look up.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Rain. I can’t get enough. You forgive me if I’m a prick sometimes, right?”
His words strike a chord within me and my bottom lip trembles as I nod.
This is so fucked up.
He’s gaslighting me just like Xavier did, and I’m just going along with it. But this time it’s not so I can survive... it’s because I want to be Heath’s toy.
Fuck.
I swallow hard as the realization hits me.
“It’s okay,” I manage weakly. “I like being hurt...”
“I noticed.”
He smirks. I just told him my darkest secret and the bastard already knew.
He kneels next to me and his fingers force their way between my legs while the other hand is his on my neck.
He lightly increases the pressure on my throat as he fucks me, fast and relentless. In moments, I’m a gasping, panting mess that’s so eager for more of his attention, I’d like to willingly lick my juices off the dirty ground.
“Good fucking girl, Rain,” he mutters in my ear.
A moment later, he locks my kiss into a deep kiss that makes me feel dizzy. I’m getting close, and I know Heath feels it too because he’s groaning at the way my pussy’s gripping his fingers.
“Such a tight little snatch,” he growls. “Ready to soak my fingers again?”
“N-No, I’m not going to-“
“No?”
He hits a spot inside me that makes me shriek, flushing with pure shame as I wonder how many people can hear me right now.
“No, I won’t!”
“Okay, Rain.”
He laughs in my ear.
“I dare you not to squirt again...”
“N-No,” I cry out. “I just, I just, fuck, I-“
“Come for me, Rain. Soak my fucking fingers, right the fuck now.”
I can’t stop myself from repeating Heath’s name over and over again as my pussy squirts again. But this time, the mercy of an orgasm washes over me, making me moan so lasciviously I embarrass my damn self.
Heath doesn’t stop though, continuing to pound my wet hole until I collapse against the restraints still holding my wrists up.
They’re too tightly bound for me to fall down, and I’m stuck in an uncomfortable position as I start to cry from the relief of finally being allowed to come.
Heath cuts the restraints and pulls me closer to him, still leaving my wrists bound as he inspects my ruined makeup and tear-streaked mascara.
“You’re doing so well, my pretty toy,” he tells me. “I’m so fucking proud of you, Rain. You’re being such a good girl for me.”
His words are enough to send my head spinning again. I remember the butter knife incident. Or how desperate I am to get away.
I’ll never be able to get away from Heath, because something keeps pulling me back to him like an invisible thread binding us together.
As he holds me together and whispers sweet things into my ear, another plan builds in my mind, a plan to get away once and for all.
Because no matter what happens, I can’t risk my freedom for any man, not even Heath.
I let him calm me down, telling myself the whole time I shouldn’t trust somebody who goes by the name of The Wife Breaker.