His grip on my throat tightens and white dots dance across my vision. That doesn’t deter me and I stare into his eyes. I’m only getting small bits of air to my lungs. I don’t look away, I don’t ask him to stop, and I don’t panic. I take what he gives me willingly. Shane groans and releases my throat before I pass out.
I inhale sharply as the air rushes to my lungs. My heart hammers in my ears and I can’t stop staring at him. His hands grip the top of my dress and he tears it in half. The material falls to the ground and I’m naked in front of Shane.
My chest is covered by his but it’s not long before Shane leans back. His eyes slide down my body and I don’t cower from his gaze, I don’t try to hide. I keep my chin held high and I try to feel more confident than I do. A hard bulge pressed against my pelvic bone and I don’t hold back the smile that spreads across my lips.
“You like that, do you?” Shane asked.
