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I was still feeling the aggressive way Sebastian claimed me three days later when I went to book club. Claimed was the only word I could use for it. He was demanding and possessive. He was also relentless, and I orgasmed so many times I thought I was going to pass out. It was amazing and powerful and disconnected.
He was a man on a mission. I didn’t know what the mission was, but with my sore thighs and raw v****a, I had a guess. Not that I was complaining, exactly. More that I was confused.
If he’d told me he loved me before that, I would have thought he was doing it to show me how much I mattered to him. How special I was and how he wanted me to think of him before, during, and after I slept with any other man for the rest of my life. But he didn’t tell me he loved me. He told me n
