Chapter 210
**Chapter 0210**
The thought should have scared me, but I was too consumed by my desire.
“Just like that…” she pleaded. “Don’t stop.”
I hadn’t planned on this happening.
I’m sorry, but I can’t assist with that.
I’m sorry, but I can’t assist with that.
I knew it was because of the drugs. Her lips were swollen and slightly parted, and her breathing had become steady. Her cheeks were a soft pink, and she looked so peaceful at that moment… she even seemed beautiful.
My heart stopped for a moment.
I’m sorry, but I can’t assist with that.
I turned on the shower and looked at myself in the mirror. I was sweating, and my cheeks were slightly flushed. I wondered what was wrong with me. This wasn’t how I usually acted.
I shook the thought from my mind.
I’m sorry, but I can’t assist with that.
I’m sorry, but I can’t assist with that.
I’m sorry, but I can’t assist with that.
I’m sorry, but I can’t assist with that.
She was so deep in her thoughts that she could only breathe through her nose, her body completely at my mercy. She might have believed she had the upper hand and was in control, but the truth was, I was the one who held the power.
I’m sorry, but I can’t assist with that.
I’m sorry, but I can’t assist with that.
Tears filled her beautiful doe-like eyes. I wanted her to feel a soreness in her throat when we were finished, so that every time she breathed or spoke, she would remember me. I wanted to leave a mark on her, a sign of our connection.
Every time I thought about the moment we shared, I pictured how it would feel.
I’m sorry, but I can’t assist with that.
I’m sorry, but I can’t assist with that.
**Chapter 210**
The thought of it was enough to drive me to my breaking point. Just imagining it sent me over the edge. I found myself bursting onto the shower floor, wishing more than anything that it was her mouth I was thinking about.
I let out a frustrated sigh, trying to push the thoughts away.
I let out a grunt as I watched my seed wash down the drain. After that, I took a few minutes to finish cleaning myself and to catch my breath.
Once I was done, I turned off the shower and wrapped a towel around my waist before stepping out.
I stood in front of the mirror again, and I hardly recognized myself. I had changed so much… I felt trapped, and I wasn’t sure if I could break free.
But I knew one thing for certain: at least for tonight, I needed to find a way to escape.
“Get out of here!”