She had never experienced anything like it.

With closed eyes, Melissa felt Marcus’ breath on her ear as he murmured, “I didn't get a proper look at you this morning. Let me admire your body, okay?"

"No," Melissa pleaded, clutching her gray shirt tightly, her voice low and urgent.

The room was bathed in bright lights, making her feel uncomfortably exposed. She wished they were on the bed instead, even if it meant enduring pain.

But resisting him was futile.