Allison's POV

He licked my lips hard, and rough, and hungry, pulling each lip between his and tasting it, and licking off my saliva on them. I should struggle, yet I let him kiss me, let him have his fill, let him ride me harder against the wall until the hard, cold stone was pressing against my back and neck, until my veins were boiling over with so many sensations whacking through me with the weight of a two-ton truck.

I tried to fight it hard, steering every strength in my weak body into ...