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Chapters (58)
  1. Full Page Image
  2. Contents
  3. Copyright
  4. Important Note:
  5. ~ Ground Zero ~
  6. Chapter One
  7. Chapter Two
  8. Chapter Three
  9. Chapter Four
  10. Chapter Five
  11. ~ Absolutely ~
  12. Chapter Six
  13. Chapter Seven
  14. Chapter Eight
  15. Chapter Nine
  16. ~ Someone To Feed It ~
  17. Chapter Ten
  18. Chapter Eleven
  19. Chapter Twelve
  20. Chapter Thirteen
  21. Chapter Fourteen
  22. Chapter Fifteen
  23. ~ I’ve Got You Now ~
  24. Chapter Sixteen
  25. Chapter Seventeen
  26. Chapter Eighteen
  27. Chapter Nineteen
  28. Chapter Twenty
  29. Chapter Twenty-One
  30. Chapter Twenty-Two
  31. ~ Him ~
  32. Chapter Twenty-Three
  33. Chapter Twenty-Four
  34. Chapter Twenty-Five
  35. Chapter Twenty-Six
  36. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  37. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  38. ~ As I Fall ~
  39. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  40. Chapter Thirty
  41. Chapter Thirty-One
  42. Chapter Thirty-Two
  43. Chapter Thirty-Three
  44. Chapter Thirty-Four
  45. Chapter Thirty-Five
  46. Chapter Thirty-Six
  47. ~ The Luckiest Girl In The World ~
  48. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  49. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  50. Two Months Later
  51. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  52. Chapter Forty
  53. Chapter Forty-One
  54. Chapter Forty-Two
  55. Six Months Later
  56. Chapter Forty-Three
  57. Acknowledgments
  58. Also by WS Greer

I try to let my head drop, but the collar around my neck doesn't give me any room to, so I’m forced to watch as Nas takes his time recovering and putting away the toys he used on me. He wipes off the wand and pinwheel with sanitizer and puts them back into their respective places before he comes back to set me free.

Once I’m unrestrained, I nearly collapse into his waiting arms. Nas catches me like he knew I wouldn't have any energy left, and picks me up as if I weigh nothing. I feel like I’m floating as he carries me to the bathroom, placing me gently on the toilet so I can pee. He washes himself off in the sink while I finish, giving me plenty of time to clean up so I don’t get any sort of an infection, before lifting me again and carrying me over to the black bed, where he lays me down on my back before climbing in with me.

I want to protest, because I didn’t intend to fall asleep here and I know tomorrow morning is going to be a nightmare, but I don't have it in me. The best I can do is struggle to set an alarm on my phone before dropping it on the bed and watching it sink somewhere beneath the waves of sheets and covers. My energy has been zapped, and before my mind can revolt or my mouth can argue against it, my body seems to cave in on itself. My eyes close all on their own, and the last thing I feel is Nas’s gentle kiss on my forehead before my world fades to black.

* * *

A shift in the bed startles me awake. My eyes are slow to open, but my mind knows what’s happening. It’s late, and Nas has woken up to leave the room. I don’t know if he sets an alarm or just wakes up naturally, but he’s up and getting dressed beside me when my eyes finally open. He’s only wearing basketball shorts and a tank top as he folds my clothes and starts to move them from a crumpled pile on the floor to a neat stack somewhere else. He leaves my view for a moment, but when he comes back, I shift in the bed, drawing his attention.

“Oh, hey.” He says it like I just caught him with his hands in the cookie jar.

“Hi,” I reply. I try to sit up but the pain in my body is immense. My muscles feel coated in cement, stiff and rigid in a way that makes me want to play dead and never move again. I grunt and moan with every movement and Nas jumps into action.