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   EPISODE 33. {Can't stop...}




    "Say it! "
He urges me on and I shake my head, my breathing quickening as I try calling myself down but that isn't working. None of this is working for me. 

"Say it Lyla! Tell me that you don't want this! Look at me and tell me that you don't want me to touch me. Tell me that you don't want me to be this close to you and I promise that I would never touch you again and I wouldn't try to make a move ever gain. "
He days and this is the opportunity, I should be shouting to him that that's exactly what I want. 
That I don't want him to touch me again but I know that's so not true. I know that I can't do that either and I find myself not saying anything but just biting down on my lower lip. 

"You can't say it, can you? "
When I raise my head to look at him, he's smirking at me and I shake my head, looking away from him and trying to get rid if thoughts about him but I can't. That's the problem! I can't! I just can't! I can't ever seem to stop thinking about him. 

It's so wrong. So so wrong but it always feels so right and I don't know why, it shouldn't be. It shouldn't feel so right. I'm not done something good. I'm doing something bad. Something really bad and yet, I enjoy every single moment of it. 

"I can't... "
I finally breathe out, staring my head and I can feel him take another step towards me. 

"What was that? I didn't hear you. "
He says, taking yet another dangerous step towards me. 

"I can't Alexander! I can't tell you that I don't want this. I can't tell you that I don't like this and I can't tell you that I don't want you to touch me! "
I yell loudly and when I raise my head to look at him, he's smirking at me again.

"Why can't you? "
He asks again, now so close to me that we are almost breathing the same air as he closes the space between us, slowly trailing his fingers down my body and my breathing quickens, yet once again. 

Oh god! Damn my body fur always reacting to his touches every damn single time! Even the slightest one! 
Damn me for away wanting him to touch me, exactly like he's doing right now. 

Damn everything that I can't stop thinking about him. 

"Tell me why can't you Lyla? '
He calls my name in yet again , that treacherous and yet, alluring time once again. 

"Tell me why can't you tell me to stop touching you. Why can't you tell me that you don't want this. "
He says and slowly drag my thighs up, grabbing me up and placing be on the kitchen counter before getting in between my legs. 

"Tell me why can't you tell me to stop doing this. "
He mutters before slowly nibbling on the spot next to my earlobe once again and I curse at myself for even moaning out at a time like this. Damn me! 

"Tell me! "

"Because I like it! "


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