She asked him to stop. Her wrists reddening under his hold.

No

She asked him to stop. Her neck turning into a canvas of purple and red flowers.

No

She asked him to stop. Her body bare and shivering from the cold.

No

She asked him to stop. Her once pale ivory skin laden with blue, black and red.

No

She asked him to stop. Her cheeks damped because of her pouring tears.

No

She asked him to stop. Her body shaking, his head deep between her legs.

No

She asked him to stop. Her mouth wide open in silent screams, his hips snapping against hers.

No

She asked him to stop. Her breathing slowing down, his lips peppering kisses along her flushed face.

No

He asked her if she hates him. She nods, fresh tears rolling down her cheeks.

**Yes