Emily's POV

When passion is taking control, everything stands at bay.

At this point he stopped, wrapped me in the duvet and carried me to the rooftop. I was worried and at the same time filled with expectations. He placed me gently on the floor and unwrapped me.

Each passing second passed with deep breathes, his urge were talking over him, he might rape me if I don't keep up the lustful work. I let my bra fall over me, my hair coincidentally fell in front to cover my boobs. I smiled to myself. The forces of nature were punishing Calvin for me, he starved me of this passion, sex...