..hard."I DONT WANT TO DO THAT! STOP!"I was so terrified that I listened, tasting blood from my cheek where my teeth caught it when he hit me. I didnt...move, and I knew he was going to rape me. I felt the tip of his cock at my enterance, and I stiffened in shock. My mind was screaming no no no, but I couldnt move. He pushed forward, and he entered me slowly but with force. I wasnt dry anymore, the fear and his earlier attempts at stimulating me made my body lubricate itself. A small miracle, as. Everyone had left ,passed out or gone to bed.the place was a tip.so super nephew started clearing up.aunt said leave it but its harder in the morning. (she was right ,she always is but thats for later) we started to clear things away when bridge over trouble water was on the stereo(thats how old we were)she suggested we dance.so i agreed .well that slow dance was everything.whether it was the drink ,night or me.i guess it was just the moment.the years of fantasy and wishing all came together. She opened the book again. Emily heard the key card in the door and threw the book down. She was so nervous she almost bolted. She took a deep breath, trying desperately to calm her nerves so that she’d appear more like a sexy woman in control of her own destiny than a teenager under the bleachers for the first time. Landon walked into the room, threw his briefcase down, removed his tie, before he noticed her there in the chair. He blurted, ‘Holy shit’ as his jaw dropped and his pants. Her eyes focused on his and begged him with a look to stop. He smiled and pushed just a little farther before stopping, leaving his finger inside her, and looking up as the waiter walked up to the other side of the table and asked if they wanted dessert. Could he see? And she blushed... again. No. No, he was on the other side of the table... where he had to be since they were both on one side. He had thought this through. He ordered something. She wasn't in control of her faculties enough to.