Jule gasped when her soft mounds were exposed, her tanned skin paired nicely with darkened, browner nipples that hardened almost immediately to the exposure. It took everything for her to not cover herself, yelping and flinching at his hands abuse toward her flesh. More tears welled up under her eyelids as she closed them tight, grunting in response to his hand forcing her head down, but she didn't fight back. She merely stayed where he placed her. Her breathing hitching occasionally at the friction of his weight against her own. He was rough, and even though it made her whimper, she felt her body's biological response. "No.." she sobbed out softly, hoping he didn't hear what she hadn't meant to say out loud. It wasn't aimed at him, but herself. She didn't want her body to respond.<br/><br/>When his fingers delved into the back of her throat, she gagged and her hands instinctively met his shirt and gently tugged and pushed against him. not trying to fight him as much as it was her body's defense. She quivering form wiggled weakly under him and she let out another sob, "H-how... how do you want me to convince you..?" She coughed out after the removal of his fingers. When he placed the saliva on her face, her eyes closed tight and she thrashed for a moment, making a disgusted grunt and trying not to gag again. God she hated saliva. She forced herself to relax again under him until she was told what she needed to do.<br/><br/>Juliette wanted to run. She wanted to punch Kade in the throat and run for her life. But with his size verses her own, she knew that was impossible. She made a fatal mistake of letting him be on top. Maybe she could somehow convince him to let her on top depending on how he wanted her proof, and she could make a break for it.