Damian took one last drag from the cigarette, then crushed it out in the ashtray.

He looked down at me like I was something he’d already decided to break.

“You’re not leaving until morning,” he said.

That’s not a suggestion.”

Before I could even catch my breath, he grabbed my ankles and yanked me to the edge of the bed.

My legs were still shaking from everything he’d just done with his tongue. He didn’t care, he just flipped me onto my stomach, pulled my hips up so my ass was in the air, and shoved two thick fingers back inside me

I moan scream into the pink pillow

He...