Nathalie shifted away, but his arms pinned her down— a sheer strength that knew enough to stop her without even hurting an inch of her skin.
With the inevitable, engaging such an explicit act remained intact, she was rather free and sought comfort under his embrace.
Although not for long...
With the little ruse and the taunts Nathalie she had to put up and accosted him— being too open and dirty with Keith— in the middle of it all unleashed the beast within him.
There was more to him that he still ought to keep, acting all reserved from what they've done thus far.
His gaze only screamed ruthlessness, even enough to shake her composure and be under his whims. Her mind was too hazy to think the last time he had been this way to her.
With his mouth, he ripped the cloth apart in front of her; with a gleam that spoke she was in the place of a mere cloth a few moments later.
