The tempest

The woman looked pale as she coughed a little, trying to push him away. But she was too weak for him to even budge. "Yes, I do. But I can just dance for you. How about dancing?"

Zac waved his slender index finger and said, "I'm not interested. I only accept French kisses today."

Taking a deep breath, Hazel tried to escape. But the harder she fought, she was pressed down and unable to move. She was like a helpless lamb, unable to resist the wolf.

Even at her weakest, she wanted him to know that she was forced to do this.

After a long while, the lack of oxygen made her head start to spin. She nearly fainted from suffocation.

When he let go of her, she collapsed in his arms.

He narrowed his eyes at her. He wouldn't force her. He was willing to wait until she was willing to give herself to him.

After watching the film, they went back to their room.