ol

an's voice send me reeling in confu

in front of my vagina, and I

f shit because you're a repulsive whore." That fury, that hate,

on the inside. Worse that they're coming from the man that

his idea of me? It's deep-seated in him to the point he sees me as a despica

ked this pussy before

he says, "You can't answer because you can't tell the

nd I yell, "Stop it, Ethan!" I atte

me back onto the bed, pinning me to

our tea

rollably, un

aves, "One more sob and I'll spread those legs as far as they can go an

t him, my lip trembling

inside you, stretching you out. But keep pretending like that, whore, I like it. Gets me

our disgusting puss

flutter. Not yet? What

of my teenage dreams. Now you disgust me. I can't touch you without thinking of how many me

path leads to t

g. I'll fuck you till every second of my cock inside you burns i

kill me. "You can do anything else to

ho knows, you might just prefer getting fucked to ot

words. What more doe

going over the

to torture me. He made the rules so he could watc

eter included. Break the rule and they'll be consequences." His eyes are ste

n't hur

I don't think Jerome's

? The shock in my eyes makes him crack up. H

without an invitation. Because of you." He gets off the be

ore. Well, sharing a room with him doesn't sit right with me either. It used to. Back w

e the bedframe with my head resting on the

relinquishes to dawn and the sun c

silence in the room, warm and soothing

idea that my landlord could burst in at any time and have me arrested. S

l within me, serving as a stark reminder that the lives of my

ds of footsteps echo

com

ha

I curl up tightly, pressing my body aga

his slacks. That innate cold and toxic aura radiates from

rom head to toe. His gaze is

me." His voice is warm, but the

home, which is the plac

ed... at home." He

motions hold me to my resolve. Somewhe

utes and I'm sitting on

ng me. I allow myself a deep

the anger in his sound.

ng all things, but I can't, also considering wher

d it's empty - no single article of clothing in sight. And unfortu

row puckers in confusion. What's going through h

're following me

ompels me to scoot back

efts me into his arms. One attempt to wriggle off his arms and he stops in his trac

in." He proceeds t

ry my face in my hands, squeezing my eyes shut. This is the darkest ex

Ethan. Put me

soothing, brush my bare body. A si

don't do this,"

It's your turn to beg me." H

singly meet th

you naked? Any man who lays eyes on your naked b

eatening words may have on me. Can he give me something to we

ter surprise. He bunches a fistf