Katie stiffened in his arms, shivering as his mouth began moving over her skin. Being in the bed made the reality of what he truly wanted from her even clearer. She wasn't sure she could do this, but she was too afraid to fight him.<br/><br/>So instead, she went silent and still, processing all the overwhelming sensations of his touches. His lips were so soft and sweet, the skin on his chin just barely, delicately raspy from his morning's shave. His hands were so much bigger than her own, and seemed made to cup and carress her body in passion, in gentleness, and in anger.<br/><br/>She took a deep breath and willed herself to look at him. His hair curled just a touch behind his ears and the muscles on his neck seemed to beg for her kisses. As his lips wandered even longer, she shut her eyes and tried to stay still.<br/><br/>"I don't know if I can do this..." she whispered, terrified of his answer. "It's scary. I don't want to be alone, but... I don't know..." She trembled, waiting for his angry reply.