Chapter 4

  “What are you doing?” I yelp, gathering the blankets to cover my body. My vibrator is still between my legs, inserted in my wet hole.   “Get out!” I scream, frantic that he saw me like this. I mean if I was smart, I would have waited until he wasn’t at my door, but I never said I was smart, just desperate to get rid of this boiling blood in my veins.   I locked the door. I thought that would be enough to keep him away.   “I’m not fucking going anywhere, Amelia.” His voice is a rumble, shaking my fragile control I have on my body. “Look at you,” he admires, stepping over the wreckage of the door.   I cover my breasts as he steps forward. “You didn’t seem to think too much of me down there.” I turned away from him, remembering how he asked me if I was a virgin, as if it was a complete turn off to him.   “You misunderstood me.” Now, he is next to me, standing at the edge of the bed and grabs the sheet I have covering half my body, yanking it away, exposing me. “I only asked because I wa