The passionate kiss took Dorothy's breath away. 

She wanted to push him away, but Credence held her small hand firmly. He placed her hand on his burning chest. Through his black shirt, Dorothy could feel his torrid body heat and throbbing heart.

He attacked her red lips furiously. Their lips rubbed against each other passionately. The kiss slowly turned into something tender and hot, rippling with affection. She could not refuse him at all.

A moment later, Dorothy realized that her clothes were slowly being taken off. The man slowly unbuttoned her blouse, half of her snowy-white waist was already revealed. Panicked, she clenched her fists and pounded on his...