Bree’s POV
My mind says one thing and my body says another. I want to free myself and run… but not when the captor is Zack Lombardi.
And not when his fingers graze my smaller lips that poke out of my cunt!
‘Oh, god!’ I bite down on my bottom lip, holding back a moan. ‘Hmmm… Hmmm…’ I moan in my head and stiffen my body so I don't whine on his fingers.
“Bend for Zaddy,” he slants me downward and pins a knee between my legs, keeping me wide open for as long as he wants. “Come here.”
He grabs my throat, his thumb thrusts under my chin as he tilts me to face him. I'm so close to his face that I can feel the warmth of his deep breath, and drown in his cool brown eyes.
“You belong to me, White Rose.” He starts to unstrap his necktie.
“No…” I mumble, helpless.
“And I’ll claim you.” He s
