The other side of him

The moment his finger slipped into my opening, I let out a painful scream at the impulse. He placed his other hand on my lips to stop me from saying anything or shouting.

How does he expect me to keep calm when his finger grazing my vagina hurts like hell? “Does it hurt?” he probed and at that moment, I wanted to scoff but I couldn’t.

Does he think I am screaming because it’s pleasurable? “I never thought you’d be a virgin you know” he bemused.

“Of course,” I retorted sarcastically. It just came out of my mouth and the moment it did, I regretted it immediately, thinking that he would get angry at me but to my surprise, he chuckled.

I was never allowed to go out to think of having anything to do with a male that is not my mate, not until he came along.

With no friends and the fact that I was restricted from doing a lot of things did not make me learn so many things.

“Feisty much?” Seeing that I wasn’t going to say anything, he nodded his head at me then pressed his hand lightly on