AVA
Please move, I mentally plead with my cold-blooded legs.
I didn't know I was biting the pouch of my phone until my knees hit the mattress between Leigh's open legs. He touched my hand and my body shuddered slightly at the shocking contact.
Blinking I hid my hands behind me, chewing my cheeks embarrassed, and his eyes narrowed.
"I like this," he said and I lowered my head and found he had the hem of my long sleeve top between his fingers. "But I want to take it off." He slowly said and my eyes trained up from his fingers to his eyes.
What I found there. f**k me. I couldn't look away.
"If I touch you, will you let me, Ava Lancelot?" He asked and my heart sultrily somersaulted in my chest.
This is really it.
My mouth was open, and I couldn't utter a yes over so many emotions, but
