C85 Above and Under

The dark haired intruder embraced Amara from behind, slipping one of his hands underneath her garments to caress the young woman's flat navel. He breathes her vanilla scent, and rolls his tongue on her neck, prompting Amara to struggle. She pushes the man's hand off her mouth before smacking his face.

"Woah, woah." The man held her waist steady, and was closer than ever. He smiles at her