“You could, if you’d let yourself. Submitting to me sexually doesn’t make you weak, Coraline.” He watches me, fucking me with his eyes. I wonder if he can see my heart beating with that intense gaze. “You want to run the show out there? I’ll lay the ground for you to walk on. In here? Let your mind go, and let me make you feel good, baby. Give me control, and I’ll show you how good letting go of it feels.” Control. Give up control.
