Chapter 59: Pleasure and Pain

Ella

A shiver passes over me as the air brushes on my exposed chest. Yet my ex-husband isn't finished yet.

I bite back a gasp as his hands roughly yank on the cups of my bra, exposing them completely. George is in no way trying to hide his pleasure and he moans at the sight of my breasts. He doesn't even hesitate to grasp them both, squeezing tightly, as he lowers his mouth to the nipple.

This time I can't help my reaction as my breath catches and hitches at the sensation he is causing.

"That's right, baby, prove me right," George murmurs against my nipple, causing another shiver to go up my spine. "I'm not stopping until you admit how bad you want me."

"You're an asshole," I say, trying to remember why I was mad at him.

He pulls away from my nipple and I am ashamed to feel like I don't want him to stop. It's easy for my brain to say that I don't want him... not so easy for my body... The wetness growing in my underwear is proof of that.