Celia repositioned herself, her trembling legs not on her side at all. Her knees sunk into the soft mattress, which should’ve made it easier for her move, but she couldn’t...
The shiver that lingered in her body was too much and Celia’s pride...it had diminished.
Groaning, she dropped her head against Xavier’s chest; ashamed of herself. “I can’t...I...”
This had never happened to her before, this felt so new and embarrassing. “I’m sorry.”
Xavier’s index finger found her chin, cautiously lifting her head so she looked up into those dark, lustful eyes. “What exactly are you sorry for?”
The smirk on his lips taunted her. He knew what was happening and even though she felt like he was mocking her, she tried to answer. “Sorry for...” His other hand kept groping at the sensitive parts
