Chapter 113

Harper's POV

The belt finally falls silent, but the ache it leaves behind is a chorus under my skin. My body shakes, part pain, part desperation, and the toy inside me hasn’t stopped. It’s still humming low and steady, vibrating against the deepest part of me, keeping me hovering right at the edge.

I’m soaked. My thighs are slick with arousal, my face soaked with my tears, and the aftershocks of every denied climax he’s held just out of reach. But I don’t move. I don’t fight. I just breathe, ragged, shallow, and wrecked.

I think he’s walking away again, until I feel him behind me.

And then the toy begins to move.

Not just vibration now. He’s turning it inside me, slow at first, then with steady, rhythmic thrusts. It drags against every swollen nerve, and I cry out so sharply my throa