Flustered and ashamed, I could barely speak, my face burning red. I shook my head, wanting to hide, wanting to escape, yet… deep inside, an unbearable part of me longed to give in.

Then, his hand slipped under my skirt.

Oh God! Oh God!

I quickly grabbed his hand. "D-Don't… don't move."

"You're already this turned on, and you're still pretending to be shy?" he sneered, lifting my skirt. With one arm, he pinned my hands behind my back, ...