Chapter 23: She Said No
Sarah
Mark's hands are getting bolder now, slipping under my bikini top and cupping my breasts.
He starts to walk me backward towards the bed, his lips never leaving mine. My knees hit the mattress and I fall back, pulling him with me. He settles over me, his weight pressing me into the soft duvet.
He tugs my bikini top off, tossing it aside, then dips his head to take one of my nipples into his mouth.
I writhe uncomfortably under his weight, feeling violated and disgusted. Tears threatened to spill from my eyes, not just because of the discomfort but also because my own husband couldn't care less about this man's actions towards me.
"Mark, wait..." I whisper, my voice trembling as I weakly protest.
But he doesn't seem to hear me, lost in his own lust.
His fingers hook into my bikini bottoms, yanking them down my legs. I gasp as the cool air hit my most intimate parts, now fully exposed to him. Mark settles between my thighs, the hard length of him pressing insistently against me.
"You're so beautiful, Sarah," he groans, nipping at my neck.
I turn to my side and my gaze lands on Matthew and Vanessa. Matthew is still looking at me as Vanessa bobs her head in his lap. He doesn't even look like he is paying any attention to Vanessa right now.
Mark's fingers probe at my entrance, and I stiffen. "Mark, maybe we should just stop..."