Kevin felt his mind filled with euphoric desire, grey eyes darkened with shades of lust. He felt his commitment to not touch her withering in thin air, now that he had touched her. Fuck everything, he wanted her.
He leaned down and placed his lips on her bare shoulders once again making her squirm against him. It only deepened his desire but he knew no matter how hard he was, how bad he wanted her, he'd have to wait. She isn't willing, not yet but she'll be, he knew.
Emma wriggled her wrists, trying her best to get herself free from his manly grip but nothing worked. A tear cascaded down her eyes realizing her helplessness. He must have realized that she was crying because the next moment she felt his hold loosening on her. She heard the sound of footsteps getting vague and soon it vanished completely. He was gone!
Emma looked around, seemingly frightened. Her Breaths awfully short, eyes heavy with unshed tears looking around the studio. Everywhere! Every corner! But there was no man
