His hands and legs were forcing my legs to open as he tried to spear his shaft into my intact core.
“Please....don’t.”
I started sobbing as he continuously groped my breasts.
“Nicholas....I beg you, stop.”
He softened his grip and loosened his clasped hands. He slowly sat on the floor, and with his raised knee he rested his arms and forehead. The menacing beast frailed on the floor.
“I am sorry, Catherine. I...I desired your body for so long and...and....”
I pulled down the hem of my dress and sat on the floor as well. My heart raced at speed and my mind contradicted all the reasons I could think of. Did he plan to rape me? I feared my life, my body, and my emotions. With his standing in life, I do not have the power he does and the money to fight against him.
I was about to stand w
