He stopped suddenly, pulling away from me to stare at my face. "You stiffened against me. Did I do something you didn't like?" His voice was hoarse and laced with desire.

"No..." I said but my voice trailed off uncertainly. Any touch down there had always caused me pain, humiliation and degradation.

His eyes searched mine for a few more seconds, and then he joined our lips together again tentatively. "You are not ready for this, honey." He was battling his raging desire.

I ...