...y hands so big. And in terms of strength Hinata was no match for me. We both knew it. I made sure not to apply too much pressure to her wrists.
My body pressed her against the tree securing her there and my right arm was holding her around her waist tightly. Her eyes were staring at me. She looked at me as if she didnít know me. I couldnít bear it.
So I finally took what was mine. I kissed her. I kissed her hard and deep, forcing her to respond to me. She tried to turn away from me and I bit the side of her mouth for trying to. My tears had dried but my emotions were still chaotic. I felt like I was drowning and she was my only lifeline. And she was. I needed her. She didnít realize just what she meant, how much she mattered to me. And I couldnít stand the thought of being left in the cold for Naruto. He didnít deserve her! She was mine first!
The kissing continued as did her silent and useless struggles. It only inflamed me more, emotionally and physically. She had yet to realize it but I was stiff and erect against her soft thighs. I kissed her over and over and over not caring. After waiting so long I was going to have my fill. I was going to take what was mine.
Finally I stopped to breathe. She gasped for breath as well. She was crying a little bit. I felt my heart squeez...