Shirley's POV
I moaned as it felt as though he drew out all my breath. The doorknob pressed against me while his hand held the small of my back, jolting me against him. He closed every space between us.
I grunted in his mouth, his tongue sinking deep into my mouth as he chewed my lips with his teeth. I was burning under the nightwear. He wouldn't leave me, not until he gets what he wants.
I clenched my thighs where I stood as my underwear was soaked with my wetness, my body yielding to his demand, but my heart was screaming no!
No, I shouldn't let him. He'd only see me as a weak, cheap and broken woman who would let him have s*x with me anytime despite a fight.
His skin tingles and then stiffens as he slammed his palm on the door. His kiss grew deeper and hungrier as I begged for air.
