Elena's POV.
"What are you doing?" I heard him ask once his lips broke free from mine.
I felt him struggle to resist with his eyes shut but why would he even? He loved me, it should be normal, it should be what he wanted.
"Elena.." He called out my name. It felt sexy to hear.
I needed to do this, I paid no attention to his wanting to stop it. I had taken off his shirt and had my hands on his trousers when he held them and looked straight into my eyes.
"Stop." He said, softly.
"Why?" I asked him.
He began to sit up and it caused me to get off him.
'No no no no Elena do not let this happen. Do not give up' My head told me.
"I don't want it that way." He said,
"You don't want it that way, what does that even mean? You don't want to make love to me?" I asked him.
"No, that's not what I meant but you made it clear you don't want me, you have refused to give me a chance and now this?" He said,
