Emma's POV

I don't know why I was sweating so much. Was it because his lips were practically smashing mine with his hot kisses?. Or maybe because of the way his hand was firmly on my waist?.

He looked at me and placed his lips on my neck before he whispered slowly into my ear.

"You are going to cry" after that he had an evil smirk on his face. What was he up to, and why did he have to say that to me?.

He ripped my panties and dress apart, before forcing two of his fingers into my cumb , which for some reason wasn't even wet yet....