"Leave me," she whispered in a heavy voice.
"Never, Gattina," he spoke huskily while moving his fingers along her thigh, which made her shiver.
"I..I...am..m...not..y..yours," she stuttered, enjoying the havoc created in her body by his calloused fingers.
Suddenly he wrapped his sexy digits against her swan-like beautiful neck and squeezed but not hard to hurt her, but enough to make her feel wet between her plump thighs.
"YOU ARE MINE, GATTINA. ONLY MINE. I WILL DESTROY WHOEVER WILL SNA...

Her heart began to beat heavily. She was fascinated by the man. Awareness flooded through her, as did a sudden need to brush her hair. Dammit, why had she put on this stupid bum short and singlet today. She wondered what he would look like with that shirt off.
She swallowed and tried to look away. Fantasies like that would get her nowhere.
"Hi" he said. And for a few seconds Emma didn't realize he was speaking to her.
She blushed when she lifted an eye brow questioningly. "Oh hello"
"Urm...