Chapter 10. Just get through this night..
Elena's breath hitched the moment Akira pushed her onto the bed. He climbed over her slowly, deliberately, his eyes devouring every inch of her as he began tugging her dress upward—revealing the delicate curves he stared to, not with love, but with lust.
She bit her lip hard, trying to silence the feverish tremble running down her spine.
His hands began tracing every inch of her, and her body, traitorous and confused, reacted. To the heat. To the tension. To the way his wet lips grazed the sensitive skin of her neck, sending involuntary shivers through her.
His palms slid up to her bare breasts which weren't in a bra since she didn't have any. He cupped them, kneaded them, his thumbs pressing against her nipples, teasing them into hardness.
She hated it.
She hated the way her heart pounded louder with every touch against her trembling skin.
"You're mine now," he whispered, voice hoarse and thick with dominance. His fingers slipped lower, hooked around the hem of her panties, and dragged them slowly down her legs, savoring the moment.
Then, with a gentle but possessive touch, he parted her thighs, his eyes fixed on the slightly bushy virgin vagina before him.
Tears rolled down Elena's eyes, but she blinked them away.
She had agreed to this.
She had to. For Suzune's sake.