My unspeakable parts seize up in desire as I stare into his eyes; they mean every single word he has just said. If I say no, I know he will pursue me until I’m too tired and defeated to fight anymore. In truth, I don’t want to say no, but if I say yes, I know he will break me more so than I already am.

His breath fans my heated face, and the way the strong flow washes over me, I feel his patience is wearing thin. His eyes smoulder with the same intensity that I’m currently experiencing coursing throughout my body with dominance.

His soft, parted lips are...