Chapter 4
“What are you doing?” I yelp, gathering the blankets to cover my body. My vibrator is still between my legs, inserted in my wet hole.
“Get out!” I scream, frantic that he saw me like this. I mean if I was smart, I would have waited until he wasn’t at my door, but I never said I was smart, just desperate to get rid of this boiling blood in my veins.
I locked the door. I thought that would be enough to keep him away.
“I’m not f*****g going anywhere, Amelia.” His voice is a rumble, shaking my fragile control I have on my body. “Look at you,” he admires, stepping over the wreckage of the door.
I cover my breasts as he steps forward. “You didn’t seem to think too much of me down there.” I turned away from him, remembering how he asked me if I was a virgin, as if it was a complet
