Jessica's POV
I always thought I didn't have any gag reflex, but it turns out that my throat had never been fucked properly. The last time with Caleb had been gentle compared to this moment, where restraint seemed to have abandoned him entirely.
His fingers tangled roughly in my hair, yanking me back before driving forward again. The intrusion made me choke violently, worse than before, tears spilling down my cheeks as my jaw ached from the impossible stretch.
"Having trouble now?" Caleb's voice carried a cruel mockery that sent shivers through me. Through my watery vision, I glimpsed his expression - cold and calculating, with a twisted smile that transformed his handsome features into something almost menacing. This version of him radiated danger, but not the thrilling kind I craved. "Your confidence seems to be wavering, doesn't it? Your teeth keep scraping against me. That stings."
