Paul continued to slide his fingers in and out, working her clitoris at the same time. He pressed harder and moved faster, making her body betray her even more by pushing her toward an orgasm.
She did not think she could even have one.
He slowly pulled his fingers out then inserted them into his mouth. He sucked her bodily juice off before he grabbed the base of his cock and pointed at her entrance. "No need for you to suck me off when you are this wet."
He pressed his head against her entrance. Her arousal died when she realized what was about to happen.
Maybe she was attracted to him and maybe he did turn her on, but she still did not want to be raped. She still did not want to be a prisoner. She wanted her life back. "No, stop. Please."
He pushed his head inside slightly, stretching her apart.
"Stop. Please. I will do anything." Tears fell from her eyes in waves.