Chapter 120

• I grit my teeth, my face twists in need. My answer is a shrill scream, driven by lust and frustration. “I want to be with you. I want the world to know you’re mine too.”
• I want to ask him why we’re never around anyone else. Why it feels like he’s keeping us a secret. But I can barely think straight with the belt around my throat and my ass stinging, wondering what’s going to happen next.
• He doesn't touch my pussy with the spoon anymore. Doesn't stroke it. I twist my head to the side, feeling the edge of the leather dig in, and he's standing there, staring at me, licking his lips, his huge dick pressing out on his pants, but he looks so calm. Patient.