“Now tell me what has that frown on your face. I don’t like you looking at me like that, not after we’ve just enjoyed each other.”

How could she tell him the truth? That she felt ashamed of herself for giving in to him and not fighting against his commands? She closed her eyes and tried to turn her face away, but he held her securely and refused to release her. His absolute control over her, both now and before, was oddly comforting, satisfying, even arousing. She felt helpless ...