I have wanted to be intimate with you since childhood

Her own breaths grew shallow, her chest tightening with the effort of holding back the sobs that wanted to break free. The pain was unbearable, but the fear was worse. Who was he? Why was he doing this? The questions swirled in her mind like a tornado, tearing through the last shreds of her composure. She could feel the warmth of his skin, the coarse hair of his chest brushing against hers, and she wanted to gag. The smell of his sweat mixed with the musky scent of sex filled her nostrils, making her stomach lurch.



Without warning, he reached up and tore the fabric of her dress, the sound of ripping material piercing the quiet of the night. Evelyn's eyes widened in horror as she felt the cool air kiss her bare skin. Her breasts were exposed to his gaze, the weight of them bouncing slightly with each punishing thrust. The man groaned, his grip on her thighs tightening even more, and Evelyn's mind reeled with the humiliation of it all.