Page 21 of Broken Pawn

He slid his hand between my legs, one finger gliding along my pussy. The gentleness of his touch caught my breath. It was infinitely different from the last time. My thighs clenched instinctively to keep him at bay, but it ended up trapping his hand right where he wanted it to begin with.

"I told you, you'll have to do whatever I say," he said, feeling my wetness.

My legs buckled as he ravished me and whispered how good I felt against his hands.

"Stop!" I screamed when I felt his finger thrust into my pussy. It was more painful than I expected because I wasvery tight.

I lowered my hands to Ethan's right, which continued to thrust into me. But no matter how hard I tried, my strength was no match for him. I was powerless to stop him.

"Ethan, please stop!" I begged him again because everything was too much.

He abruptly stopped,releasing my body and leaving me breathless. I immediately fell onto the bed, and Ethan left me there. My legs felt like jellyfish now that I wasn't supported by him.

I allowed myself to breathe for the first time in minutes or hours. I was flushed and worried that I was doing a poor job of concealing it. Looking up at Ethan, I expected him to be angry or to try to finish what he had started. Instead, he seemed preoccupied with something on his phone, and for the first time, I noticed a line of concern on his foreheadas he stared at the message on his screen, makingme very nervous for some reason.

Is it about Anna or my Uncle Fred?I wondered, guilt-ridden that I hadn't thought much about them until then.

"I am sorry I—" I started before he cut me off.

"You are a virgin," he said curtly.

As he said those words, a strange sense of guilt washed over me. I wanted to persuade him that I wasn't, but I was. I was still soreby his fingers. My general knowledge of sex was insufficient to conceal the physical evidence of being green.

"I…" he trailed off as he walked to the door, his gaze fixed on his phone screen, "I need to attend to something," he said as he turned the doorknob.

Before leaving, Ethan turned to face me. I could almost see something resembling kindness in his eyes as he stared. They were devoid of sarcasm or mockery.

He then shut the door and walked away.

As I stared at where he was seconds ago, the room echoed in silence, leaving me wondering what this was all about. What could be so important that would make him leave me like this? Did my being a virgin freak him out?

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