He pressed closely against her, his large hands holding hers firmly, one leg propping her body higher.
The demands of his lips gradually deviated from their direction.
Fiery kisses brushed against her skin and heavily landed somewhere, biting. Every shift and pause in motion guided inch by inch in a certain direction.
He pressed tightly against her, leaving her unable to move, every act of resistance swallowed up by him entirely.
The tearing and biting at her neck, the shiver from skin sliding against hers, all these factors gathered together, almost draining all of Abigail Hemsworth's energy.
The terror experienced this night utterly shattered all of her endurance and pretended strength.
Her eyes stung, filled with tears.
"Travis Miller... don't do this... I'm scared..."
Travis Miller's body suddenly shook, his lips still pressed against her neck, but without movement.
Abigail's trembling voice was filled with clear grievances and a sobbing tone.
