“Coming on my ranch, looking like that, looking up at me with your big green eyes,” he sneered, head pressed against mine as he continued to shamelessly hump me. “Fuck, I shouldn’t want you.” “Honey,” I whispered. He froze and he squeezed my throat harder. “That guy who took your virginity and tossed you aside like trash, you call him that?” “What?” “You call any other man that?”
