Jude spreads my legs until we’re in a rather compromising position. It’s like we’re being melted together into one person, but for the first time I don't want that, I don't feel good being crushed by his arms. I feel like I'm drowning.
I try to pull away a little but he puts even more force into his embrace and suddenly stands up, carrying me, pushing my face even more into his neck.
"Let's go find a room, love," he says loudly, much louder than necessary if he were saying it just to me, putting his hands on my äss to walk somewhere with me. I try to control my crying, but I can't stop myself from hiccuping. Still, I undo the fists on my hands and move them from his chest to around his neck to feel more secure, "Are you okay now?"
I take a sharp intake of breath, controlling the stupi
