Chapter 8
I rolled into a ball, riding the wave of ecstasy that swept over me. Intense pleasure wiped out thought and left me a quivering mess. Seconds later agony took its place as fire lashed my body over and over again.
I could hear Sam’s voice, but couldn’t understand the words, or feel his hands on me as he tried to roll me over. Unable to move or respond, my muscles had constricted, holding me in place while every nerve ending I possessed screamed. After what felt like an eternity of torment, the pain ended abruptly, leaving me shaking and twitching, nerves taking a stuttering step towards life.
‘Tyler, can you hear me?’ Sam’s concerned voice, panic beneath the husky surface, broke through the memory of pain.
I groaned and unwound my limbs, blinking blearily into Sam’s worried ey
