This was all because he had affection for her, but their tumble down something unexplored was fast mixing old attachments to new darkness. Keida felt entitled to her, and it was exciting to put her in distress. First her hesitation, which was about as deeply rooted as it should be, and then her feelings for Cain pulled at her until she couldn't hold on to her old self. Her blush was his accomplishment. He inhaled, still drunk on her peachy scent. Haley was going to do it, her virtue would become her weakness.<br/><br/>The boy almost trembled too, but out of a much more excited feeling, when her fingers shook and she lifted her dress. So easy. Just a few words and virginal, pure Haley would take her clothes off moments after meeting him again. She'd not lived the kind of life that could protect her from him. Something starved took his eyes while the dress lifted off her body, and he thought her lack in skill when matching underwear was very telling. It was perhaps more enticing than any more experienced girl's hidden attire.<br/><br/>He had to put his hands into his pockets to dent his pants when she tried to hide herself with her arms too, because his limb reacted, alert, to her recoil. He wanted to tear her apart right there, where she stood. "How can I help you if I don't look?" he asked and finally came closer. What did he think? He couldn't tell her that she was beautiful, that would defeat the purpose of this deceit. And then she put that name up between them again, a reminder this wasn't for him in her head. Keida's eyes narrowed. He'd decided to punish her for that. He'd tie her heart to him with dirt, instead. Turn her into an addict.<br/><br/>"No." he said and took his hands from his pockets to pull her arms away so she'd feel exposed even though the last garments were still on her. Pretty fruit protecting her womanhood like a seal. He wanted to crush that strawberry. "Hmm..." he mused as he stroked her collarbone to let the finger ride the high of one breast until he could pinch the upper edge of her bra. He shook it, as though to test its durability, but really he just wanted to see her tit sway in its cup. "This is..." he started, and then his other hand pressed two fingers to the print of that red berry. "atrocious." He smiled as he leaned close to her ear again, hand squeezing her soft orb and fingers searching lower on her hot mound, like he was owed it. "He'd never fall for this, Haley."<br/><br/>He looked her over at this new distance, where she could feel his breath on her forehead. "You don't look inviting. You look like your mother buys your underwear." he commented and tapped the two fingers where she was the most sensitive as though to reprimand her for having such vanilla tastes. He took his hands back, rejecting her beautiful assets and outlined offerings. "Turn around, silly girl." he said with his eyes lancing hers. But he didn't wait. Keida grabbed her hips and twisted her on her feet, until she faced the counter and he could push against her.<br/><br/>Nobody had touched her like this, he was sure. Wicked Keida, pressing his hips against her scantly covered ass, pinning her between the counter and himself as he started bending her forward, possessively, hand on her spine, sliding upward to her hair. "This is what boys like nowadays, Haley. A guy like Cain probably gets offers every week." he licked his lips. Cain was innocent too, but she couldn't see that because he was the image of worldly to her. "You need to be more inviting, Haley." he suggested and pushed firmer against her ass. He'd awoken a girl with raising the pace like this, before. He intended to submerge Haley, too.