CHAPTER 118
CLARA’S POV
I had to stop him.
It was as if the moment his hand held my waist and stroked my chin with his other thumb, my senses seemed to come back to me. I didn’t want to pull away. I loved the feel of his lips on mine, the way his tongue darted in and out of my mouth. It set my body on fire instantly and there was nothing else I wanted than to be had by Dominic at that moment, but I knew that it wasn’t right. I hated the fact that my senses came back to me. I wished dearly that my brain had switched off for as long as it would take Dominic to use my body, but it didn’t.
“Dominic,” I said softly and gently pushed him away, “We can’t…we can’t be doing this, Dominic. Please.”
He didn’t object, even though I could see the frustration lingering in his eyes. The raw passion
