Page 344 of Ashes of Sin and Stardust

Damn him.

Because the look on his face of sheer and utter need, the desperation, the desire, the pleasure he took from watching me ache and burn for him... it was better than any drug or any high I’d ever had.

I couldn’t even speak as I mouthed the words one last time.Please.

His fingers pulsed around my neck, squeezing tighter for just a moment, just to prove that he could.

“No.”

The tears rolled from my eyes down my face. “I... can’t...”

I actually wanted to make him happy. I really did.Fuck him. Damn him! Making me want to be good for him! I don’t want to!

But I did want to. Because that look on his face... Fuck! I wanted him to be proud of me so bad.

He finally relieved me of my torture. His hands under my arms, he hauled me up off the toy and threw me over his shoulder, climbing out of the tub and grabbing a towel on the way out of the bathroom. He gave us both a quick wipe-down before dumping me on his bed, and then climbing on after me.

I think I was yammering, begging him to fuck me, but who knows.

He wrapped his arms around me, buried his face in my soaking wet hair, and pulled the sheets up over the both of us. Sir kissed my neck and my shoulders, pinning my arms down so I had no choice but to take his torture.

“You’re so mean to me,” I whispered, knowing he was never going to let me come tonight.

“You love me for it.”

I turned my face into his chest, the thick hair tickling my face. He held me close, petting my hair and whispering softly in my ear until I drifted off to sleep.

“I love you, little bug. I’m proud of you. I adore you. I can never let you go. You have ruined me, sweet girl. My sweet, scared, beautiful girl. I’ve got you. Go to sleep baby. Rest, okay? Just go to sleep.”

Chapter 72

“All rise.”

I was trying really hard not to be pissed. Reuben was confident that Woodrow would get justice. I wasn’t so sure because the sheer amount of corruption in this case, and in this room, was staggering.

We had been working towards this for a few weeks. Alex was dressed in a suit with a CIA badge. Reuben sat beside me, ready to whisk me away if I freaked out. Becca was here for emotional support. Rachel, Tiama, and Hillary, the three other victims, were seated in the row in front of me.

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