Hunter POV
I told myself that I wasn’t going to do this. That I was strong enough to be able to resist her. I was a man of honor and that meant I had to do what was best for Dana. That it was taking advantage, but the more she begged, the more she whimpered and the more that the drug took effect, the less I was able to tune her pleading out and the more guilt I began to feel as I saw how much pain she was in. Eventually, I caved, touching her, kissing her, becoming lost as I worshiped and adored her, my eyes fixed on hers as I rubbed my c**k along her opening, watching her mouth part as she panted, her hands reaching and rubbing along my back, causing me to grit my teeth as I tried to maintain what little self-restraint I had left. I was fast losing control, Dana's touch causing me to fee
