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down on the ball in my mouth. He even wrote his fucking name in it. Drool slid down the corners of my mouth, and once again he brought me to the edge. Just when I was one the cusp of exploding, he stopped.

“No, not yet slut.”

I winced from the degradation that cut so deep. Tears weren’t far behind not only because of how Nick used my body so carelessly, but also for the fact that my body wanted this. I wanted this.

I didn’t realize until now how much I missed his touch, and all the things he used to do to me. I thought when I’d walked away from him that would remain a part of my past, but he’d managed to awaken something in me that I didn’t think I’d feel again. I was every bit of the whore he thought I was. I was loath to admit it.

He rolled off the bed and proceeded to strip out of his pants and boxers, revealing his long, thick cock that was red, veiny and angry. Nick gripped it in his hands, his gaze locking with mine. “You see what you do to me? I can tell you want it. And I’m willing to give it to you. So, all you have to do is shake your head if you want me to end this.”

I wanted to shake my head, but I my brain wouldn’t cooperate. The only thing I could do was shut my eyes tight to block the smug curve of his full lips.

He chuckled before returning to the bed and positioning himself between my legs. Nick didn’t give me a chance to react to his closeness because he slammed his hips forward thrusting himself so deep inside of me I could feel him in my belly.

“Mmmm!” My muffled scream had no effect on him.

Nick pulled back until just the tip remained inside of me and then shoved every inch of himself back in. He gripped my hips, riding me rough. With each thrust my entire body vibrated as I remained bond and helpless to his will.

“Fuck! How are you able to do this to me?” The question seemed to be more for himself than me because it wasn’t like I could answer.

He slid his hands beneath my ass and lifted my lower body making him go deeper still. My walls tightened around him, and my toes curled. The flames that he’d ignited threatened to consume me until I couldn’t take anymore.

He’d denied me completion already, but I wouldn’t give him a chance this time. My body erupted from the inside making me very close to the point of passing out.

“That’s right. Cum on my dick like a good little bitch,” he taunted.

And just like that, all the ecstasy that I felt shriveled up in that moment. Nick might not have denied me, but he made damn sure I would hate myself for letting go.

He continued to plow into me like a man holding a jack hammer, stretching my walls to their absolute limits. Just when I didn’t think my humiliation could get any worse, Nick pulled out and shot his seed all over my stomach and chest.

“You’re welcome.”

He rolled off the bed, retrieved his clothing and walked out the door.

My total shame was complete.

Chapter Twelve

Nick

Some would say I had gone completely mad. Some would be correct. It would be my only justification in court if I considered murder.

As I lay on my back after she kicked me down the stairs, all I could think about were ways I would actually kill her, such was my rage. Then I thought she’d be getting off easy. She’d used my brother, mentally tortured him, and then he died. She didn’t deserve death, but I would make her wish she were dead.

So I left the house to take a drive, mainly to cool down. I so wanted to wrap my arms around her throat and choke the life out of her. I drove for over an hour before I came up with a plan of what to do with her. I found myself buying some items to enact it.

Taking the hinges off Frankie’s door wasn’t my most inspired moment. Neither was cuffing her while she slept, but I couldn’t be deterred. I didn’t consider what I’d done cruel because she deserved everything coming to her. Maybe I did go a bit overboard with the knife, but I still felt not the least bit remorse. I relished the fear gleaming in those big