“That what you meant by owning you?” he whispers, and I glance over my shoulder in time to watch him swipe up the cum seeping out of me before shoving it right back inside. “Claiming you?” My heart might as well be in a vice as I nod, telling him yet another lie. Tears begin blurring my vision, and I turn away quickly. Hell if I’ll let him see me losing my shit after sex.
