"be still...."
He whispered huskily in my ear as his hand squeezed my breast hardly. Continuous tears flowed down like a waterfall. I had lost count on how many tears I have shed today. I felt caged.
Caged in his arms.
His other hand teased the hem of my panties as he kissed my neck hungrily. He would first lick, then bite and then again lick. It was like he was leaving? markings.
Like he was marking me.
I looked up and saw my reflection in mirror. Messed up, that's what I was. I was looking like a doll.
His pleasure doll.
Mere thought of belonging to him create a turbulence in my heart. My heart shattered into million pieces only thinking about Mathew, how will he feel when he will find out that I was being touched by another man?
This thought didn't sat well with my mind.