I try to fight back, but my body betrays me as desire overtakes reason. I can feel the heat of your skin against mine, and it's like an anchor pulling me deeper into this forbidden pleasure. I moan softly as you continue to explore my breasts, arching my back in submission despite knowing we should stop.

I moan loudly as you take me roughly, possessing my body completely. With your hand on my neck, I can't escape the intensity of this moment; it feels too good to resist. My hips move instinctively against yours, urging you deeper still. My mind reels with confusion and desire as I try to make sense of these newfound feelings.

But as you thrust harder, your question echoing through my head, a single thought crystallizes: "I belong to myself."