Corrupted

Chapter Two:

Chapter 2:

By the time Anna and Travis had walked out of that cafe, the clouds had rearranged into a blur of grays and blues and the sun was no where to be seen. The two had reached a dry spot just in time for thunder to clap and raindrops to start pelting the streets. They laughed while at the same trying to catch their breath.

Then suddenly, all was silent besides from the soothing sounds of the storm and their faces were inches apart. Travis's cold, rough hand caressed Anna's soft, warm cheek. Within seconds, both of Travis's hands were firmly gripping Anna's ass and their tongues danced for dominance in each other's mouths. Travis broke the kiss long enough to spin Anna around to where her back was now up against the brick building. Suddenly, lighting stroke and Travis's hands were sliding up Anna's dress.

"No. Not here." Anna whispered.

"Relax. It's fine." Travis whispered while unzipping his pants.

"No. I don't want to do this here." Anna's said firmly as she pulled away from him.

"Shhh" Travis insisted while grabbing her wrists and shoving back in position.

And Anna kept quiet like she was told.