I smelled his scent before I felt his body on mine, pushing up inside me. The pain wasn’t as bad as usual. Maybe my body was really getting used to his size and being used over and over again.

“I love you,” he whispered in my ear. “Look me in the eye and tell me that you love me too.”

I forced my eyes to shut even more. I would not look at him. He could have my body, but there was no way that I would open the windows to my soul for him. There was no way that he would take and taint that as well. My soul...