"Please," she begged.
But the pounding continued, "Please what?"
Yes, please what? Even though she feared what would happen if he didn't stop, she also did not want it to end.
"Please," the words escaped through her cries.
"Please what?" he repeated.
Once again, nothing came out of her mouth when being confronted with the question.
Arabella continued to lay there for his use.
And use he did, hitting mercilessly until their colliding bodies birthed a clapping sound.
The tension rose higher along with her temperature and in the end, she shook so violently, her irises threatened to go back into her head.
After that, Arabella had no memory of what happened next. Upon reopening her eyes, she realized that her body had been bundled up in the sheets.
She was no longer lying across the mattress, but her head was resting on a pillow. It took her some effort and time to collect her thoughts.
