Chapter 49

• He smiled. “I love it when you beg. It makes me want to fuck you harder and rougher.” With one hand holding my hands above my head and his legs keeping my thighs together, he wrapped his right palm around my neck and squeezed it. “I will show you what it means when people talk of hell on Earth. You will beg me to stop, but I won't, not until I make you realize you can never leave us. At least not alive.”
• He pressed my neck, his hold too tight. I almost saw the angels singing as they welcomed me to paradise. Or could it be demons? Having slept with two men, I bet they would take me to hell where I would be tormented by the man downstairs.
• “Stop!” I cried, struggling to get him to let him. I had to force that one word out, trying to move my legs so he would let go, but he didn't.