When told not to feel, I end up feeling even more... Even if my heart and mind think they can endure it, my body becomes overly sensitive due to the constraint of '_pretending to sleep_'. Goosebumps rising from pleasure, nipples hardening with anticipation and excitement, a clitoris glistening and erect from the slick overflowing bodily fluids... Eventually, tightly clenched lips relax and part slightly, and along with the collapse of stubborn reason, I begin to let out soft sounds.
