He was trapped. There was nowhere for him to go. Worse than that, he couldn't move. His limbs were frozen to his side, immovable and no matter how desperately his mind was screaming at his body to respond, he couldn't do anything other than emit a small whimper.
Her breath was practically merging with his, her lips blood red as they smirked invitingly at him.
"Come on baby," she purred in a marble-smooth voice "You can't tell me you haven't wanted this. I could see it on your face all through dinner. Besides..." she leaned close enough to brush his ears with her mouth "...you're a guy. And what guy wouldn't want this?"
Her fingers felt cold as they ran through his hair, carelessly mussing the meticulously arranged strands into a state of disarray, something that corresponded with his current state of being. Not just disarray, he was downright frightened.
Her languid movements, calculated and teasing as she moved c