He undressed me slowly. His fingertips moved from my half-naked upper body to my waist, and he easily found the zipper of my skirt and pulled it open

"How do you know the zipper is there?" I asked him. The design of the school uniform skirt was quite concealed. I remembered when I first wore it, it took me a long time to find it. He smiled, his deep eyes had a seductive, evil look in them, "I have observed it many times."

He leaned close to my ear, his disordered breath blowing behind my ear. "I've always regarded your uniform as an eyesore, so I often wondered how I could take it off as fast as I could," he told me.

The crystal drops of water splashed down my flawless skin, flowing on the round curves of my figure, shining in the light. In a hazy mist, the deepness of his features faded away and became more transparent and pure, especially the light in his enchanted eyes, which captured my soul.

Under his affectionate gaze, the hot water seemed to permeate my skin, flowing over my body. I couldn't help but look forward to his perfect promise.

I didn't know if it would be as pleasant as what was written in the novel. I was secretly expecting it, when I saw him reach for a bottle of shampoo, I was a little confused and began to wonder if I was thinking too much. Was he not intending to have sex with me today?

He looked down at my hair and round breasts, my slim waist and curled legs. He took a breath and coughed gently. Then he put back the shampoo and swapped it with bath cream.

The bubbles formed in his hand, they were transparent, pale pink and emitted a fragrance of roses. It was silky and smooth when applied to my body, then his hot hands moved along my body.

I was sure that the foam in his hands had been washed away, but he was still focused on caressing me. When his hands slid from my neck to my thin shoulders, I felt short of breath. I could not help opening my mouth to take a breath.

When his fingertips rubbed against my chest, I wasn't just short of breath, because my heart almost jumped out. When his hands moved into my lap, I couldn't stand it, I was almost burning in his hands.

I grabbed his hands and looked up at him in panic. "Don't," I said.

Looking at me leisurely, he lowered his hand to kiss me and continued. My whole body was trembling, gasping, I felt weak. If I could talk, I really wanted to ask him to let me go. It was a feeling that I was longing for something, but I couldn't get it.

I opened my eyes to ask him to stop, but I saw his crooked eyes flashing with an alluring charm. I was intoxicated by him.

Was it the man who I waited for every night? Was it the man who was so cruel to anyone except me? Was it the man who risked his life to protect me in the rain? It was my beloved.

I felt pain in my heart. I hugged his shoulders and kissed him frantically. I forgot my shyness completely and leaned against him with my whole body, pressing his strong figure with my curves. He gasped, bringing my waist to his lap, with my legs on either side of his waist.

When we kissed, he finally let go of my lips. Breathing rapidly, he teased my breasts with his lips and tongue. A high voltage of electricity flowed through my body, which let me numb and shivering.

"Oh! Ah... "I groaned, I hooked onto his waist with my legs. I was satisfied and content when I held him as if I held the whole world. He circled my back, almost kneading me into his body.

That night, the rain was longer than usual. The light seemed to be more wonderful than it was on other days. The soft light, passing through the translucent lampshade, shone on our bare figures entwined in the bed, which reflected a hint of sweet lust.

After a warm bath, my strained nerves become relaxed when laying in the soft bed and I could sense his desire. I was looking forward to his next action, but instead of accelerating the movement, he kissed me gently all over my body: my forehead, chin, cheeks, lips, and ears, where I could hear his low moaning clearly.

As he sucked and licked me, I felt a rush of heat, and then it happened. I felt all in all a strong sense of paralysis spread throughout my whole body. He groaned hoarsely, as he rose, and pushed my waist down!

"Ah! "I cried so bitterly, so painful indeed. The most regretful part was that Jonathan suddenly said: "Desiree! One of the most shameful things about my life is raping an 18-year-old girl ".