Jessica’s breath came in ragged, panicked puffs. The words, who you belong to, were a brand. She couldn't speak, could only meet his gaze with wide, terrified eyes, the shame of being cornered in a public restroom, a few feet from her classmates, overwhelming her.
Alex didn't wait for a response. His control was absolute. One hand remained on her chin while the other went swiftly to the front of her uniform blouse. He fumbled briefly with the small buttons, then pulled the fabric apart, his movements sharp and impersonal.
The cloth parted. His hand reached in, sweeping the flimsy bra aside, and with a swift movement, he freed her breast. The cool air hit her skin, but the shock was localized, confined to the small room. He released her chin, his attention shifting down. He found the zipp
