Becca froze and couldn't move any further when her hands connected with the muscles of his chest. She felt his chest rise and fall with every breath he took in and let out. She swallowed and tried to fight against the sudden urge to run her hands all over his body and explore different parts of him. It was like her body was telling her to touch him while her head was telling her to move away from him and keep a reasonable distance between them. Her mouth had become very dry, and her throat felt tight. It was as though she was holding her breath, and her heart was racing really fast now. She was having a funny feeling in the pit of her stomach, and her eyes were becoming kind of glazed the longer she stared into his face, his lips rather. She couldn't explain what she was feeling since it was foreign to her, but it was as though her whole body was on fire.