Chris was trying to hide from him, create some kind of protection from his words by not looking at him and Cole wasn't going to allow it. Both hands reached up to pull Chris's head away carefully, cupping his face and holding it in front of Cole's firmly. "Open your eyes and look at me Chris," he ordered just as firmly as the grip on his face. "You don't want to hide from me. You enjoy everything I give you."

Then he leaned in a gave him a little peck on the lips, the tiniest hint of affection despite how he was ripping everything he could from Chris and leaving him nothing to call his own but what Cole allowed him. "No. You don't want me to stop. You want to tell me everything. Even now you can feel that need to give me what I want," he murmured softly. "Tell me about Bianca, Chris. You'll feel so much better once you do."