#Chapter21

No Tears Left to Cry-02

I thrashed against his grip on my wrist to no avail, to which he found my struggle amusing.

He bit down on my pulse; it was meant to be arousing but was rather painful.

I can't take it anymore

"HELP... somebody please-" I was cut shut by his lips on mine. Using his hand to push aside my panties.

I need a plan, and I need it fast. A finger pushing its way to my insides was enough to boost my adrenaline.

With a fake gasp, I opened my mouth slightly to pretend I was enjoying whatever he was doing.

His lips slowly forming...