She wanted to thrash and gyrate and beg for more. Her nails dug into the cushions. He found her other nipple and rubbed it between his thumb and forefinger, with just enough force to make her abandon all effort at quietness. She moaned out loud.

She murmured while he kissed her neck and shoulders, "Dave, oh, Dave. We shouldn't do this. I'm not that kind of woman. I don't want to get involved in another relationship right now."

"Tell me to stop and I will," he said ...