"Stop…" Her fruitless struggle to stop whatever dangerous territory they cross only ends up becoming moans; with his teeth sucked back into the soft flesh near the crook of her neck. Like a greedy starving creature, he sucked and licked.
"You still want me to stop?" Adam questioned, as his hands slipped under her top travelling to her chest. The hot fingers caused goosebumps itching for the warmth that his finger provided. She wanted to refuse his advances, but her body craved for it. The itching has his warmth smudge all over her.
"No…" With a meek voice, Azalea spoke up, hiding her crimson face with her arm.
That's what all it took. The words that restrained him from touching her any further. Adam grabbed her arms, pinning them down on the bed, her face once again exposed. The reddish hue spread on her face, "Keep your eyes on me." His words were gentle like always but so stern, unable Azalea to refute.
