I’ve waited for weeks.
Put up and shut up.
Kisses segued to bites. Bruises.
Pain rippled through my body.
“Brendan, please stop.”
No. You promised,
you damn little tease.
Off came my shorts. Down went
his zipper. I realized I was in
serious trouble. “I’ll scream.”
Go ahead. No one can hear
but skunks and coyotes.
Still, as I opened my mouth, his
hand slapped down over it. Those
muscles hardened.
Just relax.
You’ll love it.
My brand-new Victoria’s Secrets
shredded, and I felt the worst of
Brendan
pause, savoring my terror.
They all love it.
Had he done it a different way, I
might have responded with excitement.
Instead, I froze as he pushed inside.
There it is.
Oh God. There it goes.
It went, all right, with an audible
tear. Pain mushroomed into agony
and all I could do was go stiff.