Using him to scratch an itch

*Not a rape chapter.*

“Why?” He placed his hand under my jaw and turned my face towards him. “I like you, Nova. I hope you know that,” he said before he forcefully kissed me on the lips. He was all over me and I couldn’t escape from his embrace. I tried to resist by turning my head, but he pulled it back toward him, roughly and shoved his tongue inside my mouth, effectively muffling my protests. I tried to kick and hit him, but all my efforts were in vain, for he was far too strong.

He picked me up as if I weighed nothing and carried me to a table. I was too dazed to know where we were. Murmuring some words to me, he sat me down on it.

“Stop,” I begged. “I don't want to do this.”

"But your body is telling me otherwise, Nova. You want this.”

He forced my legs apart and began rubbing his groin against mine. I gasped as I felt the sheer weight and volume of his meat against my private area. It felt different but in a good way. Before long, it felt wonderful. I couldn’t help it; my cro