I Did It on Purpose, So What?

Reyna was so frightened that she almost screamed, "Leroy, you promised not to touch me again. You, you... if you touch me again, I will..."

"Commit suicide?"

Reyna froze. How did he know?

Leroy leaned on her with both hands pressed on the bed. His upper body was naked. His handsome face was so close to her that his hot breath was puffed on her face.

Reyna felt a little itchy and shrank.

Reyna tried to keep as far as possible from him, "What are you doing?"

Judging from his expression, he had not seized by desire.

Leroy grabbed her chin and forced her to open her mouth. "Stick your tongue out."

Reyna tried to shake off his hand but she was much weaker than him.

She got angry and could hardly articulate as her mouth was forced open, "You pervert... let go of me!"

She slapped his arm, but he was unmoved.

"I'll give you two choices: stick out your tongue or make love with me."

"You are..." Reyna was so excited that she spat on his face, "Morbid!"