Chapter 49: Vanessa
(Just Me… And This)
I didn't want to do it. I was tired. And sore.
I just wanted to curl up in bed and sleep. And possibly cry too.
“Vanessa?”
“I thought we were done.”
“I decide when we're done.”
I obeyed. Sensing I was probably worn out, he willed me to lie on my stomach.
Placing a pillow to cushion my baby bump, he propped my ass up and ran his hands over the stinging flesh.
“You still remain the prettiest woman I've ever seen. So beautiful.” He was speaking to himself. “Even when you're a mess.”
“Christian, please. Enough.”
“But we're just getting to the fun part, my love.”
He shoved me face-down, spread my cheeks, and without a word—bites me there. Hard, primal, rough.
Then he drags his thumb through my ass and presses against my tight hole
