His gloved hand grabbed your throat and jawline, tightly enough to hold you still, gently enough that you could still breathe, barely. His other hand firmly held your upper arm, using it and his massive body to abruptly pin you to the wall. It was clear you had no escape.
“Why did you run, love”, he rasped into your ear, turning your head to the side and pressing firmly into your body. His breath was warm across your ear, making you shiver and giving you goosebumps in place you didn’t know you could get them.
“….I…I was afraid of what you’d do to me..”you choked out, each word feeling like it was clawing its way out of your throat. You could barely hear your own words over the roar of your heartbeat in your ears. You flattened your palms against the wall behind you, desperate for any sense of stability or control. The adrenaline in your body was causing your core to heat in the most intimate of places, and it was throwing you off kilter.
“Aww, love. You never had anything to fear from me”, he chuckled darkly next to your head. His thumb stroked your jawline, trailing languidly down your neck. His other hand drifted upwards toward the strap of your dress. He forced his hard thigh between your legs, nudging them apart and causing your breaths to sound more ragged.
“But now you do.”