He didn't give me the chance to recover before he started moving again, and I tried to fight him even though I knew I would eventually give in to him, as I had been doing since that bloody night, like a damned pushover. This time, when I came, it was with our gazes locked together. I lay beneath him, gasping, my mind blank, and my pride in ruins around me. Again. He'd done it again. He made me beg and break, like I thought I would do to him. I should have known not to trust the bastard when I saw that grin on his face. I chose to believe that it would be different this time.“You promised,” I whispered, feeling drained and sated. I refused to say it, but letting him fuck me woke up a deep desire in me I didn't know about, and I knew, deep down, I might never climax without anal sex. “You promised I could top you.”“I promised you could try,” he corrected gently as he pressed a kiss to my temple. “And you did. You were magnificent.” He placed another kiss on my eyelid, my cheek, and
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