Silently I was gasping for air as his hand cut off my air supply but that was the least of my problems.
I saw the devilish and lustful look in his eyes.
I could almost outlive any pain, broken bones or cuts but not r**e. Being taken without consent feels like he is ripping through your soul, taking your control and choices without feeling a f**k.
“I see that you covered up my artwork,” Tucker remarked, smiling at the thought of how he slit my wrist and let me bleed out.
“I remember your screams, cries and how you begged me to stop.” My body shivered as he glided the tip of the knife down my chest and pushed up my shirt only that my abdomen was showing.
“Hmm, even here.” He brushed his fingers over my skin and made his way down to the hem of my shorts.
I couldn’t move as he was s
