“Liam,” I beg despite my body arching, wanting more but also wanting him to stop.
He leans down and sucks my clit harshly.I almost come but again that off feeling holds back my climax.
“Do you like that?Being fucked and licked at the same time, dirty girl.”His eyes flick up to mine.“Do you, Jessie?Have you had two men before?”
My body turns cold.
What did he say?
Fear cuts like a knife through me, and I kick at him, clambering away.“Get off.Get off me.Stop.Liam.Get off!”
He snaps out of his furious stupor.
Removing the dildo, he drops it on the bed and leans back with wide eyes, watching me shuffle away from him.
“What’s wrong?”
Curling up in the fetus position, I tuck my head into my knees.“Go away.Just get out.”
“Jessie.”Liam reaches out.“Fuck, Jess, what’s wrong?Did I hurt you?”
Tears fall down my legs as I shake and try to curl into a smaller ball.“Go away, Liam.Get out.Just get out.I don’t want you touching me.GET OUT!”
After a long moment, I feel his touch disappear as my mind begins to shut down.I’m inside a vault and can’t hear anything except his question.
Have you had two men before?
Two men.
Yes, two men raped me.His words triggered me.I couldn’t let him keep touching me or stand the way he was talking.
Liam might not have been raping me, but that wasn’t love.It wasn’t lust.
He was punishing me.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
