Eternally His

Fire lashed my skin, and I forgot all about his arousal. My entire body tensed at the blazing heat of the belt slapping my tender skin, and I released a strangled cry at the sudden shock of pain.

“What did you say to that cop?” He punctuated the demand with three more lashes.

I choked on a shriek, and my hands locked around his calf as though clinging onto him for support, even though he was the last person I should cling to in this awful moment. My pink floral rug blurred through the tears in my eyes, and my cheeks burned almost as hot as my enflamed skin where he’d struck me.

“Answer me.” The leather tapped my stinging skin in warning.

“Nothing!” I insisted, breathless. The belt lifted, threatening. “No, wait! He did offer to help me. But I didn’t say anything to him. I asked him to leave me alone. I swear.”

“And why would he offer to help you? How do you know him?”

I shook my head wildly, not daring to speak about how I’d first met Morales; I didn’t want to remind him of my betrayal.

“You will be honest with me.” Three more harsh lashes drew a scream from my chest as fire licked my skin. “How do you know him?” he repeated, allowing me a beat to catch my breath.

“He’s…” I choked on a sob, my entire body shaking with a rush of terror. Once I revealed the truth, he’d surely lose his temper. This would get so much worse.

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