She leaned closer, her hand sliding down his chest. His hand closed instantly around her wrist, stilling it. “What are you doing?” She sat up, drawing a deep breath. “I want to have sex with you.” The tips of her ears burned at saying it so baldly, but she watched him as she spoke. Searching for his reaction. There was a hard, flintlike look to his eyes, visible even in the dimming moonlight. “No.”
i really can’t do this anymore
