Chapter 8

Skye thought they all lied about the pain. Sex was supposed to be natural between everyone. A man and woman fit together like peas in pods or sweetcorn in a husk. She’d never expected the pain. His cock felt large as he stayed still within her.

Biting her lip she stared up into his angry expression. Nothing he said or did would make her feel any better or any worse. She really thought she’d be able to get away with it. At twenty-five years old she assumed she wouldn’t feel a thing. Being on the fuller side she didn’t think it was possible to feel much pain. Stupid fool. His hand moved up her body to grip her neck. The menace on his face scared her. Her heart pounded against her chest as she looked at him, begging for him not to hurt her.

“Why did you lie to me?” he asked.

Closing her eyes, she took several deep breaths trying to gain control of her rioting nerves.

“Answer me and don’t think to lie. The scent of innocence is all over you, and I can smell your