Raze asked her again and all she did was whimper, shaking from his burning touch on her skin and the hard thing poking at her bum.

"Please let go…Raze." She squirmed under his touch, trying her best to get out of his embrace which was more like a trap to her. Her breathing was erratic, and her chest heaved up and down in frustration, getting tired of the torture and Seduction he was giving her.

Raze on the other part was enjoying her acts, her responsiveness towards his touch as he kept nibbling his nose at the crook of neck. She smelt so sweet like his own scent from the...