Akira's P.O.V

“W-W-what l-lesson?” I stuttered while mentally screaming, “What the fuck did I get myself into!”

“Y-your first l-lesson in s-s-sex,” he imitated my voice but on him it sounded like a siren having a panic attack.

“I don’t talk like that!” I snapped at him.

“Oh, don’t worry, soon you won’t be talking at all,” he smirked, wrapped his arms around my waist. “You'll be screaming my name.”

I wanted so badly to slap that smirk off his face, but before I ...