A.N. The last of the double updates. All caught up. :( Oh but I'm a quarter way done now! Hurrah!
She hated herself, hated how she enjoyed what he did to her. Hated that she moaned in pleasure whenever he touched her in those oh so wonderful places.
It was all she known when it came to sex, the rough, angry, raw passion. Ginny was scared of anything else, she wasn't sure she could handle making love. The thought made her cringe, what a horribly sappy thing. Disgusting.
Don't get her wrong, she was no prude, but the thought of being so emotionally connected to someone was disturbing. Tom taught her never to trust anyone, never get too close, and that's as close as you can get to someone. Far too close for comfort.
But the way Tom made her feel, completely intoxicating. He knew exactly what to do. Ginny could never imagine anyone else being with her the way Tom is.
She was his, forever. But she didn't mind. She wouldn't trade the pain and pleasure for anything.