My heart was slamming inside my chest as I stared at him. I was overcome with strange emotions such as lust, perplexity, and fury. Half of me wanted to slap Daniel across the arrogant face again–while another part wanted to grab him and bring him back into bed.
Daniel continued gently, "I want you to beg for my cock." "And until you do that, I'm not going to f**k you," he smiled.
I watched him gather his belongings and go. I was still enraged, and my p***y was throbbing so hard that I knew I'd have a hard time not touching myself after Daniel was gone. I wanted to grab something and throw it against the door as he walked away. But all I could do was stare in the mirror at myself.
I didn't resemble myself. Kisses had swollen my lips, and my brown hair was wild. I'd never recognized the d
