“Alpha Edison, please stop.”

‘Don’t stop’ was what my mind wanted me to tell him.

But just like Miss Thelma said, it was a very wise move not to give myself to him before the marriage. I couldn’t let him have me in this kind of place. He was too aggressive, and I was scared I would get hurt too badly by just how he forced his lips against my already swollen lips. He was asking for more, and I felt it in how he rubbed his hardness against me.

The heat was starting to consume me. The caress of his arms around my waist created a fire deep within...