“If you touch me I will scream”
His lip turned up as he flashed his wicked smile.
“No you won’t. You love it when I touch you”
His hand moved towards me and grabbed my hip, pulling me in to him.
“You love it when I touch you here”
I couldn’t deny it, something about his dark hair, almost black eyes and perfectly sculpted body, they did things to me that I didn’t want to happen. I tried to fight him, push him away but he was strong, much stronger than me.
“Why do you always fight me, I always get what I want in the end”
I stood up on my tiptoes and leaned in next to his ear. “Because I love the chase”