When he got so close to me, I didn’t dare to move. It seemed that I was waiting for him to do it, but when he placed his hands over my shoulder, I cringed a little. It felt so uncomfortable and I wished to kick him real hard.
“Don’t you think it’s so fast?” I asked him while trying to remove his hand from my body. With Hanz, I couldn’t feel the desire rising. Instead, I was repulsed by his touch. Or maybe, my body was accustomed to Keith’s touches.
“Yeah, it’s kinda fast but I know that you want it too,” he said, and then he placed his mouth on my neck.
Was he going to mark me again?
“Allow me,” I said when I distanced myself from him because I couldn’t allow him to mark my skin. He did it once and I hated it. He smirked while waiting for me to make my first move. I may be lacking in
