He slowly pulled me closer to his chest. I knew I hated this man, but I couldn't get myself to say stop or pull away. He drew me closer kissing me from my head moving slowly down my neck to my boobs. I know I shouldn't be allowing this, but I liked it. He slowly put his hands into my shirt from my hips. He slowly moved his hands to my back, un-clipping my bra. The one day I don't wear a sports bra of course. I look up into his eyes. "Hey, you're getting better, " he smiled boldly at me making me tingle inside, "This is the first time you've looked at me since we started all this." I rolled my eyes, "Why does that surprise you?" He froze staring at me as if I shouldn't have said that. "Hey, that's the first time I've heard your beautiful voice." I instantly regretted speaking. No. How could I be so stupid? He continued his actions, smiling more than ever. He slowly pulled off my shirt and bra and I just stood there. Frozen. "Sweety, you know you like this," he glanced at me slightly.