40 - Eva.

I collapse in a heap on the bed the moment he stops, gasping for oxygen. My heart pounds frantically against my rib cage, as I don't even know how to feel. I turn over and stare up at the man who so roughly fucked my throat.

"Were you trying to kill me?" I spit, clutching hold of my throat and glaring at him.

He chuckles softly. "Don't be so dramatic, Eva." He moves my hair back from my face and presses his lips to my mouth softly. "I'd never hurt you," he breathes.

The tension in my muscles eases as I let him kiss me, feeling at ease by his declaration that he'd never hurt me. Even though it makes no sense, since he already has inflicted pain on me repeatedly, I understand what he means. He'd never push it further than I'd enjoy. Despite his rough treatment, I believe him with all of my heart. "Fuck me," I breathe as his lips move to my neck.

He groans against my skin as he yanks me into his lap, forcing me to straddle his thick thighs. "Is that what you want?" He asks, allowing me t