"You hurt me!" Alice says through tears, pulling her arm away from him. "And that wasn't the only thing you wanted to do! You wanted to keep me here, didn't you?" She backs up a step, still holding her injured wrist close to her chest. "Well, I don't want any part of that!"
Mohammad stares at her, his eyes wide with shock and disbelief.
Yes, honestly, for a moment I couldn't accept that you were leaving Muhammad stretched out his arms to hug Alice Is Alice afraid of Muhammad because of that text message or what?
"You don't understand!" Alice cries, her voice shaking. "I can't be with someone like you! You're dangerous and... and scary!" She takes another step back, her heart pounding in her chest.
Mohammad looks at her for a long moment before slowly lowering his arms to his sides. "Then I guess this is goodbye," he says finally, his voice barely above a whisper.
Alice's tears spill over, rolling down her cheeks as she continues to struggle beneath him. She feels so violated and used; he didn't even care enough about her wellbeing to use protection! Her body trembles with fear and disgust, wanting nothing more than for him to get off of her.
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Her cries echo through the room as he continues to thrust inside her, seemingly oblivious to her tears and pleas. "I'm a virgin!" she sobs, trying one last time to make him stop. She can feel his rough hands gripping her hips, holding her in place as he takes what he wants from her.
Her body quivers with each thrust, the pain mixing with the pleasure in a way that's both exquisite and terrifying. "Please..."