Her body turned cold and sweaty as her skin paled aghast by her tormentor. She gasped lightly when she pressed between his hard body and the wooden table. Her rapid pulse and irregular breathing didn't let her utter a word. His earthy and cold hand trailed on her profusely sweating body.
“Ah--” He closed her mouth with his hand before she could cry out for help.
“Shhh...” His breath left goosebumps over her cold body as he came close to her ear.
“Dare to make a sound, that will be your last time.” His fair warning made her pupils dilated. He noticed how her long arched and glossy neck moved as she breathed heavily. His dry lips badly wanted to feel there.
“Do you get it?” He leaned forward as if about to eat her earlobe. She appallingly stood there afraid of his actions. “Get it?” H
