Buzzing in Public

Lydia's pov

"Relax and enjoy it," he instructed. His voice carried a low, demanding rumble.

His words spread a confusing heat through my veins. Why did he care now? I knew he would do it either way. Maybe I could make it easy on myself. But trusting him was impossible. He liked to hurt me, to push my boundaries. Was this just a new way to extract amusement from my suffering?

I didn't care anym