“Do you have any idea what he called you?” He asked, his voice full of malicious intent, as his hand that wasn’t holding mine started traveling down my body.
“No, what did he call me?” I asked, aroused and a bit intimidated by his behavior.
“His naviet. Do you agree?” he asked aggressively. His eyes met mine and I could see a hint of uncertainty in them as if he were unsure of my answer.
If I were being honest I would have said no, but because I was so turned on, I asked “If I said yes, what would you do?” baiting him and just as I suspected, he took it. Without warning he kissed me again, only this one was more aggressive and greedier. He then lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me to the bed and threw me on it as if I were a sack of potatoes. I laughed
