dominanefret

He touches me.
He runs his hands down my arms, across my back, cradling and grabbing my butt.
He kisses the crook of my neck and pushes his body against me, so I can feel him digging hardness into my back.
Hands grope around to the front. Mouth moves down my neck and collar bone.
Warm, moist, breath whispers in my ear "you're so sexy, I want you so bad right now."

And I just squirm in my skin, thinking "this is not who I want touching me. This is not who I want."


I need to stop this, somehow.