“Jee-sus. I’m not goin’ anywhere.”

Abby’s breath hitched sharply in her throat as your overbearing weight pressed down onto her, hands as large as her head coming down to slam into the wooden floorboard beneath her head— sharp-as-knives splinters flying everywhere.

Her heart pounds in her ears, fear and something hot pumping through her veins. Everything in her is telling her to run, to not let you ravage her like the beast you most definitely are.

But. Another part of her? Oh, that part wants this desperately.

“Calm down, okay. .?”

Even if she’s putting her very life at risk.