The world tips sideways. My feet leave the ground, and a startled gasp escapes me as I fall backward. The impact of the damp, cold earth knocks the air from my lungs.
Before I can even register the fall, he’s on top of me. His weight is crushing, pinning me to the ground. One of his legs is thrust between mine, his hips settling heavy against my core, and his hands clamp down on my wrists, pressing them into the dirt on either side of my head. I’m trapped, caged by his body, the misty morning sky the only thing visible past the hard lines of his shoulders.
Panic, sharp and blinding, claws its way up my throat. I buck against him, a desperate, useless thrash of my hips. He doesn’t even flinch, just settles his weight more firmly, a predator securing its prey.
“Now what are you going to d
