Mark nodded even though she couldn't see. He'd suddenly lost any desire to talk, and his plans for a perfect day washed away with the stream. The memories. They never let him go, not even for a half hour. They always had to rush back in, bringing all the horror.
Then her brain caught up with her body and a trickle of uncertainty slid through her. She stilled, heart pounding, body aching with the most intense desire she__ ever known. Nathan stopped and raised his head to look down at her, his hand still cupping her breast. He was breathing as hard as she was, his eyes glittering with a hunger so raw it sliced her inside. When she didn__ say anything he started to remove his hand but she tightened her grip and held him there as she gazed into his eyes. __ can__ be just another notch on your belt, Nathan,_ she whispered in an agonized voice. Not with him, it would crush her. If that__ all she was to him, she would rather stop things here than continue. She__ already battled long and hard to overcome feeling cheap and used. She wouldn__ do it again for any man, not even Nathan. The anguished look on his face made her feel terrible for saying it, but she__ had to make it clear. __o,_ he insisted, leaning down to rest his forehead against hers and closing his eyes. She could feel the urgency in him, the way it strung his muscles tight, the fingers in her hair sliding open to cradle the back of her skull. The protective, possessive gesture made her melt and lean into his hold. __o, you__e not, I swear to God you__e not.
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Then her brain caught up with her body and a trickle of uncertainty slid through her. She stilled, heart pounding, body aching with the most intense desire she__ ever known. Nathan stopped and raised his head to look down at her, his hand still cupping her breast. He was breathing as hard as she was, his eyes glittering with a hunger so raw it sliced her inside. When she didn__ say anything he started to remove his hand but she tightened her grip and held him there as she gazed into his eyes. __ can__ be just another notch on your belt, Nathan,_ she whispered in an agonized voice. Not with him, it would crush her. If that__ all she was to him, she would rather stop things here than continue. She__ already battled long and hard to overcome feeling cheap and used. She wouldn__ do it again for any man, not even Nathan. The anguished look on his face made her feel terrible for saying it, but she__ had to make it clear. __o,_ he insisted, leaning down to rest his forehead against hers and closing his eyes. She could feel the urgency in him, the way it strung his muscles tight, the fingers in her hair sliding open to cradle the back of her skull. The protective, possessive gesture made her melt and lean into his hold. __o, you__e not, I swear to God you__e not.
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