Page 138 of Pink

Gigi yanked her face out of his hand with what little bit of energy she had left, doing her best to muster up a sneer even through her hot tears. “Don’t touch me.”

The words came out dry.

They scraped out of her throat.

Jensen only laughed at her plight before he slapped her hard enough to make Gigi see stars. Then, his hand was right back on her face, squeezing tight enough to make her whimper and her jaw ache. He shook her head, the strands of messy hair falling into her eyes, but it didn’t hide the sight of his other hand reaching for the zipper on his pants.

“Should have learned by now to just do what you’re told, Gigi. When you become a problem, people don’t mind getting rid of you, and that’s exactly what they did. See, now you’re my thing to play with because you couldn’t behave for someone else.”

Ice filled her veins.

Did he mean her—

“I don’t mind the time it’ll take to teach you,” he said. “Now open your fucking mouth.”

His zipper came down.

She wouldn’t do what he said.

“Open your mouth.”

She still wouldn’t.

He just forced it open.