Hayden paid my warning no mind at all, and his hand seemed to squeeze my breasts even rougher and faster than before, drawing a soft moan from me. His fingers expertly found the perks of my nipples though all my clothes and began playing around with it. His arm around my body tightened and I couldn’t struggle or get away.

"What are you…doing?" I asked, although I already had a very good guess.

"Making more memories for us," Hayden replied without hesitation or shame.

"Hayden…we’re in a…church…" I managed to say in a small whimper.

"Hmm…then why are you moaning this way?" Hayden asked as if it was my fault....