The last time…
Images of Rylee making fierce love to her against her will the other day came floating out of her memory despite herself.
She blushed in an instant and angrily gave his chest a push. "Get off me!"
Pinned under him, she found their posture erotic and dangerous.
Rylee stared at the familiar eyes under him, dazed.
Baylee's face was suffused with color, her heart pounding madly.
What should I do? If he acts as he did the other day…
"Rylee, it's said a woman has to be in a good mood to get pregnant. If you keep strong-arming me like this, I'll never be able to conceive!" Baylee steeled herself to say those words, subduing her shame.
She did not have a choice. To escape from under him, she had to pacify him first.
Unfortunately for her, it did not work on Rylee. He stayed
