Chapter 38

I climb up after him, swing a leg over his face, and plant my knees on either side of his head. Then I go down a little.

“When I say sit, you fucking smother me. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” I whisper.

I start to lower myself again, hesitating just enough that my center brushes his nose.

“You’re not listening,” he growls.

Then he grips my hips and pulls me all the way down.

The first swipe of his to