“Enough, Nathan!” she asks me, pretending to hold my hands. “You won't convince me this way,” she affirms after a few seconds, moving her face in an attempt to reject my kisses, however, when my hand goes up to her breasts and lightly squeezes one of them, a subtle moan escapes her mouth, completely disproving her denial.

“I know that even if you ask me to stop, you actually want me to continue.” I reply, ignoring her request and tearing her dress, causing the elegant buttons that ...