Maya's POV
Alert signs filled my head, and so did the danger of my actions. There should have been another way to stop him, but where? Nothing came into my head at that moment except to kiss him.
It was the hardest decision I ever made. But then it was working. His stiffness melted, and he flowed with me, his tongue owning my mouth as he held me, his palms on my back, guiding me to the wall.
When my back hit the wall, he placed his hand above my head and continued to kiss me; his head lowered down to my level.
His mouth oozed with the stench of alcohol, and his breath was raspy
It was gentle and pure, but still, I felt dirty and wrecked. I prayed he didn't go too far. Because how was I to stop him when I initiated it all?
He picked me up, my legs rounding his waist as his hot mouth nibbled on my neck. I gasped as his hands touched my breast, tugging at the cloth like he was frustrated.
He wasn't being so gentle anymore as he set me down and ripped my clothes, my lacy underwear c
