Chapter 36 36Th
- Gabriella’s [POV]
- Warm fingertips glide up my thighs and hips, pausing just long enough to dig their nails in deeper, earning a hiss from me. I'm sensitive—I'm desperate—while the man behind me continues his torture.
- His bare chest is against my naked back. My chest is on display to the open air inside a room that today promises pleasure, not pain or fear.