Syria screamed as she was tossed on to Calder's bed. Her body bounced a few times before settling itself into place.
"P-please, p-please don't do what you're thinking." Syria begged as she tried to move back but Calder's hungry eyes kept her from scrambling away. "What am I going to do Syria? What is going through your pretty little head to make you look at me like that?" Calder asked in a threatening tone.
Syria let out a small squeak as Calder moved to remove his vest. "We're friends right? Friends don't do what you are planning to do!" Syria shouted in a panic as her eyes darted everywhere for an escape route. Calder let out a low and lust filled laugh causing Syria to lose her breath.
"Friends? I'm pretty sure you said we weren't friends, that we could never be friends." Calder said in a husky voice as he started to unbutton his white shirt.
