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Still he didn’t stop. He kept thrusting again and again, his<br />
grunting becoming more frenzied as he closed in on his goal. <strong>The</strong><br />
goal that blinded him to the pain I was in beneath him. Tears sprang<br />
into my eyes and I thought I was going to start bleeding if he didn’t<br />
stop. I drew back my hand and slapped him across the face as hard<br />
as I could.<br />
In one final motion, his body stiffened as his head rocked to<br />
the side from the force of my hand. He jerked a few times and then<br />
his muscles released, a deep groan rolling out of his throat as he<br />
collapsed and rolled to the side of me.<br />
I lay there, staring up at the ceiling, <strong>no</strong>t sure if I could move.<br />
What the hell had just happened? Who was this person lying naked<br />
in bed beside me? What happened to my gentle, romantic Tucker<br />
who asked if I was okay at least once every time we had sex? My<br />
Tucker who was hesitant to ever take control, and definitely never<br />
would without me asking him to? It seemed good at first, but <strong>no</strong>t if<br />
it led to this ...<br />
My whole body still felt echoes of the agony he’d just put<br />
me through. I sat up and wrapped myself in his blanket, retreating<br />
to the bathroom. When I turned on the light, I inspected the damage.<br />
No blood, but my hips and thighs were red from him slamming so<br />
hard against them. It still smarted, but everything seemed to check<br />
out okay.<br />
When I returned to the bedroom, I immediately flipped on<br />
the light. Fear was snapping at my heels, urging me to get out of<br />
there, but I had to collect my clothes. I kept my eyes on the floor,<br />
<strong>no</strong>t wanting to look at him. I couldn’t believe he’d just done that to<br />
me. <strong>The</strong> impact on my heart was worse than anything he could have<br />
done to my body.<br />
“Chelsea, are you okay?” His voice was so cautious, so<br />
placid.<br />
I didn’t turn around until I had all my clothes back on. “No.<br />
I’m <strong>no</strong>t okay. I told you to stop and you didn’t. You seriously hurt<br />
me, Tucker. I don’t want to see you again until you get help.”<br />
His face looked like I’d just set fire to everything he held<br />
dear in the world. Like he didn’t understand why I was leaving. But<br />
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