Though Lily had limited experience with boys, she was hardly naive—especially after having just read that explicit manga. She knew exactly what that hard pressure against her lower abdomen was.

A wave of fear and shame rushed to her head as she twisted her body, desperately trying to escape that pressing hardness.

But her kitten-like strength was no match for him. Her struggles only increased the contact and friction, making Jack's blood burn hotter.

Jack released her buttocks, but his large hand simply changed course, skipping several steps to cover her thigh and push between her legs.

He was eager to awaken her desire, to make his eventual entry easier.

As for Lily—a girl who had never even been properly kissed—she could hardly handle Jack's crude advances. She gasped in shock and immediately clamped her thighs together, attempting to trap his hand while her own hands shot downward to grip his wrist.

Encountering this resistance, Jack frowned briefly before bending his knee to easily force her legs apart.

Lily's heart jumped with fear as she used all her strength, yet couldn't stop Jack's hand from climbing up her inner thigh. Soon, his palm covered her most private area through the thin cotton of her underwear.

Her mind went blank. Her body froze for a second before erupting into violent struggle—stronger than before—as she shook her head frantically, trying to escape his lips and tongue.

Jack was experienced; he wouldn't be thrown off so easily. He caught her small tongue and sucked it into his mouth, holding it captive.

"Mmph—" A painful tingling sensation shot through her brain. Lily whimpered and stopped shaking her head, because every movement caused Jack to suck her tongue harder... the pain spreading from tip to root... it hurt so much...

Tears slid from the corners of her eyes—whether from pain or despair, even she didn't know.

She only knew she should never have gotten on a stranger's motorcycle, should never have been so shallow, entranced by a handsome face. This was her own fault...

Feeling Lily's surrender, Jack thought to himself that this was exactly how women should be handled. He savored her soft tongue, gently nibbling while his large hand began to rub against her covered center.

Lily had fallen into a state of semi-resignation, no longer struggling, only hoping Jack wasn't some psychopathic killer—that he would let her go after he was done...

Though her body remained tense, her senses grew sharper after she stopped fighting.

She could clearly feel the scorching heat of Jack's hand as it cupped her intimate area, the warmth easily penetrating the thin fabric of her underwear and searing her delicate flesh. It made her knees weaken and her legs tremble uncontrollably.

The changes in Lily's body didn't escape Jack's notice. He cruelly curled his middle finger, using his nail to trace along the small slit beneath the fabric, advancing toward the slightly protruding bud at the front.

An inexperienced girl like Lily couldn't withstand Jack's skilled touch. She felt as if fine electric currents shot from that sensitive nub straight to her brain, making her body jerk involuntarily.

Jack was pleased with her reaction. His fingertip moved down, then flicked upward again, sending another jolt through Lily.

This time she let out a low moan, her legs no longer merely trembling but shaking. She felt a warm trickle of moisture seep from within, dampening her underwear.