Intro
His hand grasps my neck as he holds me against the wall. His other hand on the wall with me. His face is so close I can feel his breath on my face. He looks at my lips, and back up to my eyes. I can barely breath as I hold his wrist with both hands, trying halfheartedly to pull it away. “What-“ I try to speak, “Do you want?” He looks at me with a deep mischievous look in his eyes. But what stands out it is the look of lust.








