Though Jaya tried her best to fight, there was no possible way to fight a man like Ivan. He was too broad, too skilled and too perceptive. He countered each move she made almost before she made it. She was left gasping and pinned to the bed with nowhere to go. He shoved himself between her legs, thrusting them apart and pushing his hips between. She whimpered into his mouth, giving him the opportunity to push his tongue deeper inside and vanquish new territory. She was swamped in sensations and helpless to fight him off. She could do nothing but feel. Feel his weight on her body. Feel him touch every part of her, invade flesh that hadn't been stroked in a very long time.
And her body continued to betray her, continued to peak with excitement, to drip with arousal, though she was terrified
