Sophia was shocked by that and subconsciously blocked it with hands.
Stephen grabbed her raised hand and yanked her to her feet, slamming her against the bathroom's wall.
Sophia could not help but cry out. A strong flow of water hit, splashing countless spray.
Sophia struggled and shouted, trying to get rid of the plight. But Stephen desperately pressed her on the wall. She could not struggle, and could only shake her head as far as possible, so that the water would not stop her breathing.
Summer's clothes were very thin, before long, wet coat and trousers were closely attached to Sophia’s body, revealing her graceful figure curve. Stephen held his breath and remembered the two nights they had spent together in bed.
Stephen's breath was getting hotter and hotter. His eyes moved slowly from the bottom up to Sophia's face. As she struggled with pain, he remembered the picture he had seen that night, when she fell in Emmanuel's arms, laughing.
Stephen pressed his lips into a straight line, threw the sprinkler head in hand, pressed on of Sophia’s legs on the wall, and then quickly stripped off her clothes, including her underwear.
“Wash up! Wash up! Wash up!” Stephen said, while picking up the sprinkler head to spray water to Sophia, and vigorously rubbing her delicate skin with the other hand.
She was his woman, and only he could touch her. No one could even get an idea on her!
Stephen was anger and paid no attention to his strength. Soon Sophia's skin became red. Sophia moaned out of pain.
Stephen's eyes suddenly changed and his hand became stiff. A short few seconds later, he threw the sprinkler head, and got Sophia into his arms, kissed on her lips forcefully.
Sophia with wet clothes had made his body become hot, and at this moment she had no clothes on, he finally could not control himself and rubbed her with force.
Sophia made a sound of whining, patted on Stephen's back with force, trying to make him let go. But his strength was great and Sophia could only let him bully.
When Sophia's lips were red and swollen by his kiss, his hand rubbed back and forth from her smooth and delicate back, and then moved down to her private part.
Sophia became pale on face.
She had been bullied by him twice, and it must not happen a third time! Sophia struggled out a hand to hit Stephen's face, but was caught and pressed on the wall.
As Sophia was desperate, rapid footsteps were heard. Flustered, Hannah appeared in the bathroom door. Looking at the scene, Hannah opened her mouth in surprise.
Stephen stiffed, stopped his moved, turned aside head, and scolded in a low voice, “Fuck off!”
Hannah paused and ran away immediately.
Calm returned to the bathroom.
Stephen turned his head. He still held her against the wall. As he turned his head, their faces were so close together that their breathing was entwined.
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