Locked. I pushed on his chest and tried to get him off of me. “Ugh, of course.” I said to myself. I scooted up against the wall again and tried to push him away. He grabbed my face and squeezed it. Come here.” He grabbed my arm again. I felt my face grow red. “Look at me.” He ordered through gritted teeth. I felt his tongue slide into my mouth, and I reacted by pushing my tongue against his. I lay back down, feeling dizzy. Slightly pushing me forward. My body was quivering. I didn’t even know how to respond. Are you kidding me? “Yes, yes Brandon I want you.” I told him exactly what he wanted to hear, for fear of more abuse. “Kylie, I’m gonna fucking cum. “Kylie, I’m gonna fucking cum. I could feel his cool fingers spreading my pussy lips open and the head of his cock pressing gently against my small entrance. “Fine.” He stopped me, and grabbed me up underneath my armpits, throwing me onto his bed.
