บท 59: I want you to. . . (Partially M)

I bit my lower lips as I looked at my shirt on the floor. I wanted it but at this point, shouldn't I escape this situation.

I was about to put my feet on the floor but he stopped me with a hand on my bare shoulder. He slide his hand to my chin and raised my head to meet his gaze. My face only got hotter under that gaze. Gosh! Is there a problem with this body?

"You want it don't you?" he asked me softly as he moved closer to me.

What do I want? I guess I will just say, I don't want to die. "I don't want to die," I replied moving my gaze from his face.

"No, not just that. You want me to touch you the way I did and maybe even do more?" he asked me as he leaned towards my neck. "You want me to touch you, don't you? This is not all about survival, right?" his breath teased my neck as he spoke.

I don't know if he was hypnotizing me with every action and word because I nodded and I don't know why I nodded until he asked, "You want it don't you?"