Chapter 14

Crossing her arms over her chest, Fanny tried to hide her body from him.

"Move your hand," Michel ordered, his voice gruff.

Shaking her head frantically, Fanny took a step back but still made contact with the wall. There's nowhere to hide. She got stuck as he got closer.

Michel squeezes her space and wraps his fingers around her wrist, pulling it downwards until she can no longer cover herself.

He brought his hand up just in front of her chest and let his fingertips make contact with her skin, causing her to jump and stare at him with wide eyes.

Keeping an eye on her, he slowly pulled his fingers down her chest, stopping between her chest heaving and gasping for breath, each time brushing against his shirt, increasing the tingling sensation in her chest. her lower body.

Fanny's body tightened, aware of Michel's touch as he raised his free hand and let it move down her neck.

Fanny was sure he could feel her pulse throbbing with fear and, she hated to admit it, but also in anticipation.