Oz had been in his study all afternoon and hadn't even touched me today.
We had to complete the week and I didn't know how to draw him to me.
I was starting to think he did it on purpose. He wanted me to fail so he could punish me. Actually, although I enjoyed making love with him a lot, it was a punishment just waiting for him to take me again or the annoyance of feeling broken every time he finished with me. The words of those women he'd screwed at the club still came to mind. I was beginning to think that with the others he was more delicate. Naomi had made a strange expression when he had inserted it all the way inside me. He had a tendency to totally possess me and they even complimented me because I enjoyed taking him. I snorted loudly, staring at the blank page, and walked out of
