~ Savannah’s POV ~
“Ahhhh!” Derek lets out a big grunt as he empties himself inside me.
His body falls on top of me and I feel like I’m being crushed. I feel nothing but hurt and pain. I feel dirty. I feel used. I want him to get off me. I wanna go to the bathroom and clean myself.
“What do you think you’re doing?” he asks when I push him off of me.
“Get off me…” I say. “I need to use the bathroom,”
“What if I don’t want to?” he laughs. I don’t know if he thinks this is funny or what, but he decides to stay on top of me. His face hovers above mine.
“Derek,” I say warningly.
“You’re giving me orders now?” he says challengingly back. “Guess what? You’re mine now, Sav, and nothing anyone can do will change that, not even your dad,”
Derek doesn’t sound like he’s joking. He gazes at me
