Chapter Seventeen
Lilly POV
“Come for me,” Noah commands, and my body can’t help but listen. I’m chained spread-eagle on the bed, and Noah has done nothing but give me continuous orgasms for the last several hours. Needless to say, I’m absolutely exhausted.
I let out another yell as I contract, squirting all over his fingers and feel my face turn red in turn. I hate how he’s making my body turn against me.
“f**k, you’re hot,” he says, pulling his fingers out and licking them—only to start running them along my slick folds.
“So hot. So wet. So f*****g mine.”
Pain, pleasure. Pain, pleasure. Sometimes a shower. Occasionally food. A tiny bit of sleep. That’s been my schedule for god knows how long.
After a few nights at my secret apartment, Noah sedated and transported me to a mansion
