Chapter 116

Alton's POV

She fell silent, looking like a lost kitten. I reclined her seat and swiftly moved my body on top of hers.

"What are you doing?" she nervously asked, but she didn't push me away.

I saw desire in her eyes, which made me smile playfully.

I leaned in, making our faces a few inches away from each other. I could feel her hot breath on my face, and I could smell the liquor in her mouth.

"What the fuck are you doing, Alton?" she asked, anger evident in her tone, but it contradicts the desire that reflects in her eyes.

Her breathing became heavy as I got closer to her.

"You feel guilty, right, for turning me on," I said without breaking off the gaze, "you should be held responsible, Solana, in calming it down," I whispered.

She swallowed hard but didn't even attempt to push me away.

I leaned in once again, making our lips touch. I didn't move nor claim her lips, I just let them touch.

"Push me away if you don't want this, Solana," I whispered while our lips were touching.

She didn'