Chapter 11 Eleven

• Carmen
• I slapped my hand on the glass, glaring at my reflection and taking several deep breaths. What the hell was he doing? I was pitched into a moment of being paralyzed as I realized he was unfastening his trousers, slowly lowering his zipper. Oh, dear God. The man was going to fuck me. Right here. In this godforsaken place.
• "No. Don't you dare," I barely managed, my eyes falling to his thick cock, the bulbous tip engorged and purple. My mouth was suddenly parched, my throat tightening until the air was restricted.