FORCED

He rubbed his lips slowly across her ears and traced hotly down to her every sensual part of her neck, Angela shivered as strange weakness consumed her.

His predatory smile while he looked down at the full breasts made her even more uneasy, unable to hold her emotions, she tightly closed her eyes and cried.

“Even your tears are sweet” he whispered again into her ears and with a catlike neatness, his lip and the tip of his tongue took the silver drops from her cheeks.

His tongue flicked out, tasting and adding moisture to her warm tears.

Angela swung round in defence but it wasn’t enough, her strength to him would be described as the Goliath and the ungifted David.

“Stop…stop…please”.

Angela breathed hotly.

“I'm not going to drag you to the bed, so stop resisting me, enough with the pretence! I’ve never forced myself on a woman, it was always the opposite”.

One hand fitted around her small neck, roughly he tilted his face upward.

“Open your mouth or I will make you”he commande