"Please stop," she mumbled weakly.
She knew she should be ashamed of herself, asking him desperately for sex and at the same time backing down somehow.
He let out a growl, a frustrated one, she bet. But he let go of her hips that he has been subjecting to a sweet torture just a while ago.
"It is fine, baby," he assured her, smiling kindly at her.
"No, it is not," she said indignantly. She felt embarrassed of how she would ask constantly for this moment only to back out in the end.
"I want to have sex, but I'm just so scared to disappoint you. I feel like you'll realize how ordinary I was after having sex with me. You will realize I can't give you pleasure as much as the others probably have given you before me," she sobbed.
