I've quickly uploaded before I chicken out...
"Please?" Those eyes, stare up, serious and incessantly persuasive. His hand snakes up around her back, fingers lightly stroking, caressing softly. He slowly moves up, his head drawing near to hers, his lips half parted, "c'mon", he whispers. His breath assaults her senses as he delicately presses his lips to hers.
She roughly pushes him away, squeezes her eyes tightly shut and turns her head to the side, taking in a ragged breath of clean air. She silently prays for help, for strength, for conviction in her argument. "No. I've told you no."
He runs his finger down her thigh.
She looks back at him abruptly, her eyes half defiant, half pleading.
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Authors Note: There's always a reason for your hesitation. It's sometimes hard to stand your ground, listen to common sense. But it may save you many sleepless nights later on, save you the burning regret, the disappointment you feel in yourself.
