He Pressed Me Down

Bella's POV: Herbert's body was too big. My legs were pressed down by him, and my wrist was held by his big hand. I had no way to escape from his control. "Let go. If you don't let me go, I'll shout. Lucky's still sleeping on the small bed. If I wake her up, she'll be frightened!" I warned. However, I didn't expect that it wouldn't work. Herbert was completely drunk. He kissed me directly on the lips. The smell of alcohol made me very angry, but my hands were bound by him and my legs were pressed by him. I couldn't resist at all. His kiss was very wild. I was no longer a little girl. I could clearly feel the primitive impulse of a man in his kiss. The kind of impulse to make love. However, he didn't do anything else after he kissed me for a minute. His kiss became unusually gentle, and his big hands holding my wrists relaxed a little. I didn't remember the last time when he was so gentle. Maybe because I hadn't been with a man for a long time, the desire in my body had been provoked by