Chapter Fifty-Four
“Mmm, there is another of those sounds that I can’t get enough of.” His words were hot against my skin, his fingers working in and out of me in a lazy rhythm. Making me whimper and moan, I rocked my hips up. Trying to do as he had asked, just being in the moment.
It wasn't an easy thing. Already I could feel my throat tightening up. That little voice in my head telling me that I shouldn't enjoy what he was doing to me.
I closed my eyes, tilting my head to the side, away from him. It was too much. Those touches were meant to give me pleasure when what I really needed was for him to hurt me. To tell me that I was dirty. I knew that I’d never be clean, would never be good. I needed his harsh words.
“Please,” I begged.
Oliver dragged his other hand to my throat, wrapp
