Wave after wave of heat hit me, and I felt all the more hotter while incapacitated by the alcohol. A soft moan escaped my lips unbidden, which Eric took as a passionate invitation, his movements growing increasingly intense. My hands were now as limp as wet noodles with no energy left to push at him. Then, his lips started shifting from my lips to my breasts even as his hands fumbled with my pants in his attempt to unfasten them.
“No! You can’t do this to me, Eric Walker!” I rebuffed his advances feebly. However, this remark was now entirely ineffectual.
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