My throat goes dry, and I lean away from him again. Panic rises in my chest. He reaches for my hand, and I snatch it away. Our eyes meet and the tension between us cracks. He pounces on me and when he pins me down to the bed, my chest heaves and I whimper in fear, trying to wiggle out of his grasp. He’s too big. Too strong. I struggle and struggle to no avail and finally, I give up, going slack under the fiery intensity of his stare.
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