“Relax, damn it,” James growled, his fingers digging into her hips. She was certain she’d wear bruises from his grasp. “You’re going to get f**ked and it’s up to you whether this is easy or hard.”
She cried out, shocked that he’d persist and that Ken had nothing to say. And then, as if to punish her for her resistance, James cracked the strap down over her shoulder blades as he thrust more forcefully into her reluctant body.
Tears ran down her cheeks and sobs welled from her throat. “No! Stop! I don’t want this,” she said in a garbled tone.
Her safe word. God, what was it? Her mind was a chaotic mess of fear and pain.
“Rain,” she croaked out. “Rain!”
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Ken had just uttered his last command to James when his cell phone vibrated against his side. Out of habit, he glanced down
