Amara’s POV
Parker slowly took the buttons off of my dress, and I teared up a little because I was scared and craved him at the same time. He lightly kissed my lips and asked, "Why are you scared? We used to do this all the time."
"Why are you doing this to me, Parker? You already know that I don't want to have s*x with you!"
In a low, husky voice, he said, "I don't do s*x with you, I make love." Then he leaned forward and kissed me again.
"I'm going to show how bad I am." He removed his clothes. I could not help but drool over his biceps and abs. Damn! I miss him so much. But this is so wrong! I have to stop him.
He pushed me onto the round table in the living room and rubbed his big bulge against a sensitive part of my body that made me want to shudder.
“Parker! Stop….”
“I can
