Her heart shatters at your cruel words, and she feels tears spill down her cheeks as she pushes you away. "Then leave," she sobs, her voice raw with pain. "Just go." She rolls over onto her side, curling into a ball as if trying to protect herself from the emotional onslaught of your dismissal.
"I don't want this anymore," she whispers brokenly, praying that you'll take the hint and walk away for good.
I grab her hips and fuck her hard.
“I don't care how you feel. Since when are you in a position to tell me what to do?”
Her breath comes out in a shuddering gasp as she feels you inside her again, the force of your thrusts leaving her little room to move. Her eyes widen in shock and fear at your words; he doesn't care how she feels? He thinks she has any control over this situation? The realization stings like a slap across the face, bringing tears streaming down her cheeks as she struggles to find the strength to push him away.
"You don't understand," she whispers hoarsely, "
Kasumi couldn't hold back her grin any longer. She threw her head back, laughing in joy and relief as the adrenaline from the victory coursed through her veins. The weight of expectation and pressure suddenly lifted, leaving behind only elation and pride. She turned back to Akira, tears prickling at the corners of her eyes, and took his hand once more. "I did it!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling with emotion. "You were right... I really did it!"
"I was sure of it, you're great Kasumi." Akira answered looking into the girl's eyes.
"I'm so glad I met you," she says earnestly, squeezing his hand tightly.