CHAPTER 21

"You can't make me regret anything, mia bella," he spoke as his mind preoccupied itself with other things like my shirtless body. I placed either knee on the sides of his body; leaving him in eye-level view of my breast. [ my beautiful ]

His hands automatically reached out to touch me, but I placed them right back on the bed. I wasn't exactly sure what I planned on doing, my first instinct was to not let the embarrassment shoot me down once again.

"I can't touch you now?" He asked, looking into my eyes before glancing down at my lips. I wanted to say yes, and that the throbbing in my lower region would not go away unless he did. The fact that I wanted to lay down and let him do just that wouldn't compel me to say anything else.

For some reason, my mind won the battle over my lust as I finally gathered enough strength to say the word, "No."

Instead of listening to me, he brought his hand up again, leaving me to grab ahold of it. All too quickly, he grabbed my hand along with my other