Mariah POV
(Nick!) I say breathlessly.
He puts the snack on the table close to the entrance, he starts taking slow steps towards me and I take steps back until I’m pinned between him and the bed. He stops in front of me. I look him in the eyes and wait anxiously to see what he is about to do. His hand reaches towards my face, he runs his hand slowly from my cheek down the side of my neck; it keeps going lower until it stops on my waist. He snakes his arm around me and pulls me towards him.
(Why are you torturing me, Riah.) He whispers huskily.
(I-I’m not, I-I was just getting ready for bed.) I studder.
(Dressed like this?) He asks, his eyes staring at my hard n*****s.
(I only have lingerie in here.) I say.
He leans forward and whispers in my ear. (Lucky me then)
(Nick) I say warnin
