When our tender lips pressed tightly together, my heart plunged with him, and tears uncontrollably slid down once again.

But just when everything was nearing completion and it was more than I could bear, he suddenly came to a halt.

He held my trembling hand tightly in his, hoarsely saying to me:

"Sam, I have once taken advantage of you without control, I don’t want to behave like a brute a second time. If you are unwilling, I... can endure."

"Hush, don’t speak."

I embraced him again, taking the initiative to press him onto the bed. Our hazy gazes met, like the encounter of dry wood and a fierce flame....