And Then He Grabbed Me By The Neck 소설 & 이야기

I lunged forward, grabbed his neck, and pulled him to the floor. He was momentarily stunned as he tried to punch and claw at me but I had him good. I pulled the chain I had concealed behind me, wrapping it tightly against his neck. I pulled it tighter when he grabbed and pulled my hair.

He pulled my hair aggressively and felt a sharp pain in my neck. He grabbed my neck and started choking me again. As if it comforted his ego every time he choked me. Suddenly, somebody started banging the door. I was gasping as my lungs burned for the oxygen. I heard the door being broken and someone stepped into the room. "Hayden, what on earth are you doing?" With blurry vision, I looked at the person who came to save me. Master Hayden let go of my neck and stepped back. I gasped loudly as I fell on the bed. I was coughing hard and was trying to fill my lungs more than I could at that moment.

I can see his eyes widen as he looks at me in shock. “How dare you call me that!?” He rants and grabs my neck firmly. “Do you want me to break this stick of yours!? If not, take it off gently and get the fuck out!?” I sternly blurt. “Or what?” He chuckles and shakes his head. “This..” I say and grab her neck and throttle furiously…

I asked him in a confused tone. He pulled his arm away from my neck then grabbed my neck with his huge hand. His hand wrapped around my neck so perfectly. “Who was in your room after you left?” He growled at me angrily. His possession was almost frightening. It was so frightening that I almost felt suffocated.

I asserted. He grabbed my neck, a firm grip around sucking the life out of me slowly. When his grip began to tighten more, I hold his strong hand with both my hands. I struggles to breathe and my eyes were getting hot. I felt heated tears run down my cheeks and my legs wobbling.

He suddenly grabbed me by my neck as he started to thrust. Fuck! I did not expect him to grab me by the neck and pound into me. His body is pinning me against the rock firmly while his middle is moving back and forth. Goddess, this man has experience with this. I can’t help but moan in his ear with pleasure. He is hitting a spot only he can reach inside me. This is heaven.

he swore. My body stiffened when he grabbed my waist and brought my neck to his lips.

I stopped when he launched himself at me. His hand grabbing a handful of my hair backward as his other hand wrap my neck tightly, "Oh, you are so lucky I don't have the go-ahead to kill you, I would have snapped this pretty neck of yours. If you do this next time, I won't hesitate to snap your godforsaken neck and throw your remains to the vultures." He says, his eyes glaring hard at mine. I could hardly breathe, my eyes stung with tears as I struggled to get free from his hold, his hands tightened the more he looked at me.

I stepped backwards and when he didn’t stop approaching me, I turned and started to run. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me to his chest, wrapping his arm around my waist. “Goodnight, mate.” I felt something sharp dig into my neck and in the next second, everything was black out.

I didn’t get far. His hand shot out, faster than I would have thought possible, and grabbed the back of my neck. His grip was an iron brand, his fingers digging into my skin with bruising force. He yanked me back towards him, and I cried out, a mix of pain and shock. I ended up on my knees again, my face inches from his crotch, his hand holding me in place, completely immobilized.