TOUCHING HER

Sleeping on the bed, Angelina felt a strong hand, trailing towards her breast, she felt the sensational feeling she hasn't felt for years when the hands reached for her breast. It squeezed as the fingers plays with the tip of her nipple, by rubbing it softly.

It made a small air escaped her lips followed by a silent moan.

She could imagine it was all a dream, forgetting she was still living in roof with that monster.

The thought of that hit her head and she forcefully opened her sleepy eyes.

She forced it wide open till she could clearly see the full figure standing behind her, squeezing her breast.

How could she ever forget?

"Conner", She said in a whispered till her sight could see his face clearly. "Stop touching me", She slapped her hands off and quickly sat up on the bed.

Conner smirked as he shove his hands into he's pocket.

He was standing and staring at the pointed nipples that were hard, revealing outside her night gown.

She noticed the way he was staring at her and she quick