He draws you in and before you know it, there’s no way out.
Before you know it, you feel like a joke.
Like the pawn that’s out of the game.
He yanks down my boy shorts and I cry out against his hand, kicking my feet in a helpless attempt to push him away.
He thrusts a finger inside me, and I close my eyes against the intrusive sensation.
“Hmm, you’re not soaking today.” He thrusts another finger as if punishing me. “Why aren’t you as wet as usual, sweetheart? Do you feel wronged?”
I glare up at him with all the maliciousness I have inside.
“I told you,” he whispers in a chilling tone. “You wronged me first.”
He works his thumb on my clit, and a needy sound claws its way out.
“Maybe I need to remind you who you belong to, huh? You look like you need a reminder.”
He scissors his fingers inside me and flicks my clit over and over.
And over.
My eyes roll to the back of my head. My back arches against the bed, causing the ropes to dig deeper into my wrists.
I want to run, hide, and never return.
But my body doesn’t recognise the need for survival.
It doesn’t even try to see the danger Aiden represents. It’s still enchanted to his touch, to the way he knows all the buttons to push in my body. To the way he works me up like I’m a marionette.
Because that’s all that I’ve ever been to him.
While I was falling and being an idiot, he was playing me like a marionette.
A pawn on his board.
A little insignificant pawn.
He thrusts his fingers inside me harder and faster. The brutality and my chaotic feelings draw a sob from my throat.
It’s like he’s punishing me. He’s making me fall to his will by using my body.
And I do fall.
It doesn’t even take long for the wave to hit me.
My lower abdomen contracts. My back pushes off the bed, only to be pulled down by the ropes.
My nails dig into my palms so hard that I’m sure I’ll draw blood.
I come with a sob, my chest heaving like I’m about to have a heart attack.
I don’t even notice when he removes his hand from my mouth.
“That’s it,” he murmurs near the corner of my lips. “Break for me, sweetheart.”
I do.