Her touch

Despite the overwhelming desire that was coursing through her body, Amber forced herself to think rationally. She knew that if she gave in to him now, she might lose her only chance to get what she truly wanted. With a monumental effort, she placed her hand on his chest, gently pushing him away slightly. She looked up at him, her eyes full of a mix of desire and determination.

"Wait," she said, her voice husky and low. "Not yet."

"Why?" he asked, his voice slightly hoarse from the effort of restraining himself. He looked down at her, his eyes full of confusion and a hint of annoyance at being rejected.

She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "It's my first time," she whispered, her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and shyness. She looked up at him, her eyes meeting his, hoping he would understand the weight of what she was saying.