“You can walk away, Jessica. Nick's free to go. I make no more demands.”
“No. No you can't,” she insisted.
“Oh? But I'm a man of my word.”
She closed her eyes as if that could close out the decision she was required to make.
“I think I know what you want, Jess,” Ben interrupted her reverie. “But you have to say it. I want to hear you tell me. I want to know so there will never be any doubt between you and me.”
“No.” She was angry. “You can't make me do this,” she said. The decision before her had sobered her mind. Though it had done nothing to take away the lust that twenty hours of forced s****l submission had raised. Her desire cried out to her, but it was with a silent voice. She could never say it, never in a million years.
“Perhaps then, I should call you a cab?” Be
