GENEVIEVE
Soon, however, I'm forced out of the brief suspension between gravity loss and sanity. And it's he who pulls me out. Just as he did before, when he pulled the ground out from under my feet. He reciprocates this time by throwing me onto the bed, not so gently, because he's not gentle. In fact, Dan is far from gentle. He's rough, hard, and strict. So hard that my thighs clench in memory of his authoritative, lustful questions when he pinned me against the wall.
He's trapping me again now, but not with his body. It's his eyes that do the work, and they're even more severe than before. They're dark now. So dark I think they'll turn into a black hole and suck me in.
I should be terrified of being trapped in a bottomless pit, especially since my empty brain sometimes pulls t
