~Lily~
I didn't sleep. The plum lollipop had stayed inside me for an hour — Adrian watching, stroking himself, occasionally twisting it to keep me on edge — before he finally withdrew it, leaving me empty, aching and hungry in ways I couldn't name.
He sent me to bed with instructions: *Tomorrow, you become mine completely. Prepare yourself.*
Now I stood in his bedroom — naked, trembling, my body slick with anticipation and terror.
The stretching had been preparation, this would be destruction. He'd promised to break me, and I wanted it with a desperation that shamed me.
Adrian entered from his dressing room, wearing nothing — his body carved from marble and shadow, his arousal thick and heavy, jutting from his hips with terrifying demand. No more candy or preparation. Just him, his
