"It'll make you feel good."
Liam Spencer said, then lifted Maya Spencer and carried her into a private bathroom, and sat on the clean toilet lid, holding her from behind, letting her sit on him.
In an instant, Maya Spencer exploded, her legs struggling to get up, but Liam Spencer held her waist and pressed her down hard.
Her face turned pale immediately, and before she could curse, he grabbed her neck and pulled her back forcefully.
But Liam Spencer took his right hand from her waist and covered her mouth, preventing her from making a sound, so she had no choice but to quietly endure the pleasure he brought her.
Even when she was at the peak of comfort, her tears welled up, he wouldn't let her call out.
In the bathroom, she dragged her weary body, sitting on the toilet lid, raising her hands to gently rub her small face. She was unwilling, unwilling that Liam Spencer won so easily, unwilling that upon meeting again, she couldn't escape the fate of being slept with by him again.
