Roy stared down at her, relishing in the new found power he had over this woman.
He was going to make her feel every bit of suffering he has had to go through for the past decade all thanks to her.
His body was brimming with such intense anger and fury that it fully swallowed his desire. It was to the point that he wasn't even aware of the bulge between his legs.
As long as he could help it, he would make sure this woman never achieved sexual release
He would never give her that satisfaction either.
He kept at it for one last time.
One moment the pressure was there, building toward something that would have shattered her, and the next there was nothing but cool air against heated, oversensitive skin.
Aya's body jolted as if she had been dropped from a height. A choked sound ripped from her throat and her hips bucked upward into empty space, searching for contact that was no longer there.
