Rebecca's POV

What kind of fiancé do I have? He is actually threatening to have left me to be raped or taken advantage of. He is so not going to win this fight. I marched up to his face and looked him dead in the eye. "I enjoyed his touch, his kiss and you know what, I wanted him inside me. I wanted him to fuck me hard and choke me too!" Next thing I knew he grabbed me with force and French kissed my face off. I was surprised by his attack. I didn't expect my words to set off his horny side of him. But am glad it did. I held unto him as if he was going to vanish. I opened my mouth for his tongue to explore every inch of it. He stopped for a short second to lift me up bridal style and carry me to the master bedroom. We met up for a kiss again and we were both moaning. The kiss was replete of ecstasy. We were thinking the same thing. He laid me unto the bed and I threw my blouse off. We started to kiss roughly until our lips were sore. He pulled apart. "Stop me, because I can't." He looked me straight in the eye and his eyes were filled with lust and hunger for my body. Stopping him was never in my intention. "Then don't stop" I warned him as I reached for his neck to pull him in for another kiss. I ran my fingers through his brown hair that felt tingly in my palms. His hands were busy unzipping my shorts. He threw it off then flung my legs around his waist and leaned unto me. I could feel the steam coming from his body. It was trembling. I want him right here right now. 'Bang! bang! bang!' We quickly pulled apart. Someone was banging on the door and Jerome went to check who it was. I took that time to get dressed. "Rebecca?" My dad shouted. Oh shit!

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