Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 94598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 378(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 378(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
“Before you try growing a set of balls and saying no, think about good ole Hank.”
I froze at that.
T got right up in my face. “Don’t worry, the old man’s still breathing, but he’s gonna be walking funny for the rest of his life. ‘Course, you even think of saying no to me again, his life is going to be a whole lot shorter.”
It wasn’t possible. Hank had Jasper watching out for him.
But I could see from the satisfaction in T’s eyes that he was telling the truth. Terror crawled through my belly. What had they done to Hank?
“You still thinking of saying no to me, Princess?”
I didn’t respond. I couldn’t.
“That’s what I thought,” T said with a smirk and then he was tucking the gun in the waistband of his pants. I didn’t move as he stepped back just a little and held there for a moment, his beady eyes on me. Then his fingers went to his pants and I closed my eyes as he drew his zipper down.
No.
I wanted to scream the word out loud, but I couldn’t. I’d been prepared to fight T on anything he wanted to do to me, including this, but that had been before he’d brought Hank into the equation.
I felt tears sting my eyes as I thought of Phoenix. It had been three days since we’d sat on the beach and talked. Afterwards, he’d kissed me for a really long time…just kissing. It had been amazing and once my mind had accepted that all he was going to do was kiss me, my body had started to react.
In more ways than one.
For the first time in years, I’d felt my dick stirring. And while I hadn’t been ready to take things beyond kissing, I’d considered the possibility that maybe someday I’d be ready for more. That Phoenix would be the one who could show me that sex wasn’t always about power and humiliation.
But this, with T, it would destroy all that. It would be like I was cheating on Phoenix, even though he wasn’t my boyfriend.
Because in my head he was so much more than that.
And as horrifying as what was about to happen was, I did have a choice. I could run or scream or say no. I doubted he’d really kill me…at most, he’d beat me to shut me up and then take what he wanted. But if I did that, Hank’s life was over. I knew that without a shadow of a doubt.
So yeah, I was choosing.
As much as I was already in love with Phoenix, I couldn’t risk Hank’s life.
I forced my eyes open and sucked some air in through my nose in the hopes it would clear my head and somehow give me strength to get through this. T already had his hard cock out. I started to lower myself to my knees, but stopped when T said, “No, Princess, we’re going to try something a little different today.”
A scream of denial pierced my brain, but I managed to quell it.
“Turn around and face the wall. Take your pants down.”
I shook my head even as I did what he said. The second I turned away from him, I let the tears fall as cold numbness began to blessedly settle over my body. My fingers shook as I opened my pants. It seemed to take me forever to work the zipper down and push the pants past my hips. I couldn’t bring myself to slide my underwear down. Although God and I weren’t on good terms anymore, I still prayed that He’d do something, anything. But I knew my plea had gone unanswered when I felt my underwear being yanked down my body. I was wearing a smock for the store that had ties in the back. The extra fabric would have afforded me some privacy from the front, but T snapped the tie where I had it loosely knotted and then tore the smock off over my head and threw it to the ground.
I heard T spit and I knew what it meant.
A little bit of spit on his cock was the only lube I’d get. And since I hadn’t heard any foil tearing, I suspected I wouldn’t have the benefit of latex separating my body from his. My last line of defense crumbled and I let out a harsh sob as T pressed up against my back and said, “Let’s see if this pussy is as tight as Gun said it is.”
“Levi, are you out here?”
I cried out in relief at the sound of the store manager’s voice. T let out a foul curse and shoved away from me. I heard his footsteps hurrying away from me as Adam, the manager, called out my name again. My limbs felt heavy as I struggled to get my pants up. I snagged my smock off the ground and bundled it up in my hand so the broken tie wouldn’t be noticeable. I was shaking so bad, I was sure I wouldn’t be able to stay upright.