Chapter Hundred

Talia's POV:

He had my hair, "Not wet for me? Oh, baby, this is a problem. Don't you remember that I ordered you to get wet for me whenever I spank you?" His hot breath was against my ear and in normal and loveable circumstance I probably would've thought it was sexy. It most likely would've created some moisture down there. Not now,

"Another reason to punish you."

"Nicholas," I whimpered.

"What?" he spat.

"Stop." I pleaded.

"How else will I teach you that running from me is absolutely never okay? Don't tell me to stop. I fuck you how and when I want to fuck you." His hand covered my mouth.

He pulled out and tried to go in again, slower, but I just winced, still bone dry.

Then he pulled out and flipped me over onto my back, ripped my blouse open, and then pinned my arms with one hand while covering my mouth with the other.

"I don't want to hear another fucking word out of your mouth," he sneered.