Chapter 15: What to Do?

"I don't like it!" She finally let go of his hand, but the thing pressed against her without any barriers, his more malicious slow grinding almost making her tremble. It was strange, just skin rubbing against skin, yet she inexplicably found herself breathing heavily, her legs weak, her hands grabbing his large hand clasped around her waist, involuntarily leaning back into his chest. "Mm... Uh... Don't, don't do this..."

"What do you want then?"

"Uh..." What did she want? She didn't know, her mind a mess. He asked again, "How about doing it here?"

Here? She struggled to get out of his embrace, but he held her tightly. Seeing that struggling was hopeless, she quickly changed her strategy. Turning around to hug him, she softly said, "Calvin, can we go back to the room?" Calvin narrowed his eyes, even learned to be coquettish, which was rare.

Bella felt that she was wrong. Returning to the bed didn't change anything; his hungry gaze still made her flustered. The foreplay had been long en