ZARA’S POV
His lips were soft and tender, just the way I loved it. I shut my eyes tightly, enjoying the moment. I felt his cold hands on my waist and then felt it move downwards, touching my bare thigh. That sent goosebumps all over my body and made me desire more, more of him. My hand went around his neck, pulling him closer. It was at that moment that he took a step back and I was forced to open my eyes.
I stared at him, holding myself back from asking what the problem was. As if he knew my thoughts, he said weakly, “We shouldn’t be doing this.”
I became frustrated instantly. I felt like telling him that I was on my own when he drove me to the wall and kissed me. I should be the one saying those words, not him. However, I held myself back from saying this as it could make me look like
