Bound to my Enemy novel Chapter 81

Chapter 81: Chapter 81.

He drives his fingers harder and deeper while he starts grinding the heel of his palm against my already swollen and sensitive clit.

Fiften seconds.

"You are so fucking wet baby" he makes a show off dragging my wetness from my core and bringing it to my face

You see that?" he growls. Then he gets back to fucking me.

Fuck, he’s really going to do it. Ten seconds.

"You’re going to come like my good little girl for me aren’t you?"

"Fuck!! Zane" I cry out his name as my orgasm crashes into my body. He wraps one strong arm around my waist, holding me tight while he continues gently massaging my pussy as my body bucks and shudders in his arms with my eyes rolling straight to the back of my head.

When my orgasm rolls through me and settles I’m left weak and in a heap in his arms.

Zane steps back a little and I struggle for a moment to keep my balance. He drags his fingers through my pussy one more time gathering my wetness and maintaining eye contact with me, he brings those sucks those two fingers coated with my orgasm into his mouth. And thats singularly the most hottest thing I’ve seen yet. Holyyyy freaking fuck!.

His voice drops, low and commanding, and something in my chest tightens.

"Turn around"

I don’t move.

He steps closer. I feel him there before I actually register him, the heat of his body pressing into my space, the room feels suddenly smaller, the air heavier.

"Elaine," he says, sharper now.

My hands curl into fists at my sides. I tell myself to breathe, I tell myself this is different and that I’m in control this time. That I agreed to this stupid deal and I can end it whenever I want.

But when his hand grips my wrist and guides me forward, something in me snaps.

The counter digs into my hips as he presses me down, firm and unyielding, and suddenly I’m not here with him anymore.

The room blurs.

The sound of my own breathing gets loud, rattling in my chest like I’m drowning on dry land.

No. No, no, no.

My vision tunnels and my arms feel heavy and useless. My skin crawls like it doesn’t belong to me anymore.

Hands..... too many hands holding me down and pinning me, with voices overlapping and the hands tearing tearing my clothes away from my body. The ceiling spinning above me as I try to scream and nothing comes out because my voice is dry from shouting for minutes on end.

I gasp, a sharp broken sound, and start fighting. Not reall him......them. My body doesn’t know the difference now.

"Stop," I choke. "Stop...please... please I beg of you." With tears starting to run down my face now.

I twist, shove and claw at his arms like a trapped animal.

"Elaine?" His voice cuts through the noise, suddenly different. He sounds... alarmed.

"Hey hey hey!. what the hell....?"

He lets me go abruptly.

I stagger back so fast I nearly trip, my hands flying to my arms, rubbing hard like I can wipe the feeling off my skin. My heart is pounding so violently it hurts.

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