Bound to my Enemy novel Chapter 125

Chapter 125: Chapter 125.

And again....

He pulls back.

The sound that leaves me isn’t graceful. It’s raw, frustrated and.... Almost broken.

"Why?" My eyes stinging suddenly. "Why are you doing this?"

He brushes his thumb lightly across my thigh, maddeningly gentle.

"Because you need to remember," he says quietly.

"Remember what?" My voice shakes. "That you can control me?"

My chest heaves. My body is still buzzing from the denied release, my nerves hypersensitive, skin almost aching from all the abrupt stops.

He waits.

Just long enough for me to calm again.

And then he begins a fourth time.

By now, my body is exhausted but wired. Every touch feels super sensitive, Every brush of his hand sets off sparks that border on painful.

I’m too sensitive.

My muscles tighten faster than before, the build yp is quicker, more intense and less forgiving. Tears spill from the corners of my eyes without me meaning them to.

"Zane, please," I choke out.

He doesn’t stop, his fingers relentlessly fuck my pussy.

My entire body strains against the restraints. The coil inside me tightens until it feels like it might snap. My breathing turning into broken sobs between gasps.

"I can’t... I can’t.... Please"

And just when I’m dangling over tje edge of my orgasm.

He stops again.

This time the drop doesn’t just frustrate me it hurts. The denied release leaves a dull ache in its place. My body trembles violently, oversensitized and empty all at once. Tears streak freely down my temples into my hair.

"Please," I sob, the word torn from me. "Please stop."

He stills.

The room is filled with the sound of my uneven breathing.

I’ve never felt this undone befor, not just physically but emotionally too.

It’s too much. The need, the helplessness.

"Is it because I left the house yesterday? I won’t leave again," I say through tears. The words spill out desperate. "I won’t walk out without telling you. I swear. I won’t."

My chest rises and falls fast. My wrists ache from pulling constantly and my thighs are trembling so badly I can’t steady them

"I won’t do it again," I whisper. "Just... please. Please don’t do that again."

There’s a long pause and k don’t dare look at him.

I feel small and exposed in a way that has nothing to do with my body.

Finally, his hand moves and wraps around one of my wrists.

Soon after I hear a soft click and th cuff loosens.

Air rushes back into my lungs like I’ve been underwater.

He frees my other hand next. The moment I’m released, I curl onto my side instinctively, arms wrapping around myself, my body is still shaking.

The mattress shifts as he moves, his hand slides into my hair, gentle this time.

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