Chapter Sixteen— Lick my feet.

Ivanna’s POV

Minutes later, I was panting from his aggressive thrusts and brutal gripping of my hair.

I should be used to them by now, but God, they still hurt. A little more each time he did it.

After fucking me and finally pulling out, he let me go and I collapsed on the floor panting. Beads of sweat covered my aching body but I knew better than asking if I could take a bath again. He would never allow that.

"Good job, mate," he said in a cocky tone, putting on his clothes. "Fucking get dressed. Or do you need my help for that?"...