Xiran's POV
She whimpered below me, her eyes are wide open at my sudden movement. I had definitely startled her but she had been playing with fire and now she was about to get burnt.
"I don't know," she whispered back to me, looking flustered and trying to avoid eye contact with me.
"What type of answer is that? Be clear on what you desire. You are burning me and yourself. Stop doing that if you don't want to take things further." I lowered my body, decreasing the distance between us. My lips were inches from hers, wanting to taste them, feel them, own them and mold them around mine. Wishing she would kiss me, just once.
