Suddenly, Victoria screamed out, her body tense all over.
"It hurts!"
Tears immediately spilled from her eyes.
For seven years, she had known nothing of love or physical intimacy. Now, there was this intrusion, as painful as it was seven years ago.
"You didn't say that seven years ago." Hank Clegg kissed her eyelashes.
Even though he said this, he tried to be as gentle as he could.
The feeling she gave him was the same as it was seven years ago.
The same mix of unfamiliarity and sweetness, freshness, and passion.
"This isn't what I wanted..." Victoria cried out, "Why are you doing this to me..."
It really hurt, it really was unbearable.
She thought intimacy would be sweet and tender, not this brutal and rough.
"Hank, stop...please, stop... don't do this to me... don't..." she sobbed.
Hank Clegg didn't listen, he just held her even tighter.
He felt so good, he couldn't care less about her cries. Her crying, on the verge of tears, only made him crazier.
