RYKER

I pinch her nipple hard. She lets out a pained hiss and her eyes shoot up to meet mine.

“ Aww. Did that hurt, baby love? ” My lips curve up to form — what might look like — an evil smirk to her.

She sniffs, her eyes welling with tears. I get my hand out of her shirt and place it over her cheek, caressing the milky softness. Her lips pucker out in protest.

“ If I find out that you have even…” My face inches close to hers. “ …collided with any other man again, it will hurt a lot. I promise