Chapter 44: Suffocation and Climax
(Scarlet's POV)
This wasn't the first time Damon had his hand around my throat. But the pressure today was different. It wasn't the playful grip of the past; this was heavy, suffocating, real.
I couldn't breathe.
My throat felt like it was on fire, a sharp, foreign pain radiating through my windpipe. I wanted to cough, to hack the sensation away, but the sound died in my chest, trapped by his fingers. Air wouldn't go down. Panic flared. My fingernails dug into the muscles of his forearm, scraping leaving angry red trails on his skin. I tried to pry him off, but my strength was pathetic compared to his.
He didn't use any technique or finesse. He just drove into me.
His eyes were locked on where we were connected. He wasn't wearing a condom. It
