I closed my eyes in submission as he started to kiss my weak spot in my neck. I shouted again, asking for help if somebody heard me. But I already knew it was no use. Again. Dylan's hands were touching and caressing my breast.
"P-Please... D-Dylan... stop this." I gritted my teeth. This was against my law. He was disrespecting me. It was as if he was raping me. But why do I like this kind of feeling? I cursed myself. Why did I have to feel this way? For me, it was against my rights but my inside was telling me it was right Dylan punishing me this way.
A moan escaped from my mouth as together with a shitty shout came from mine. It was a wrong move for me to do that because I felt Dylan's lips formed a smile that shits all out of me. I no longer knew what I would do to escape. Because ther
