Chapter 58 What Kind Of Game Is This ?!

• I deny him so that whatever he is thinking, he desists right now. His right hand delicately slides down my back and I squeeze my eyes shut from the tickling sensation building up in my lower belly. I try to move to leave my room when I am fully dressed, but one of his arms blocks my way. That evil smile forms again and although I try to ignore it, something inside me tells me that tonight is not going to end very well, to say the least.
• I shake my sheets and tidy up a few books that I have in a small library inside my room since I am a neat freak and I get even worse when I'm nervous. Sergei unbuttons his shirt and I know this is very serious.
• “Dara...” it's Thomas again” Why don't you answer me? Can I come in? Are you alone?” my eyes focus on the Italian's tongue leaving a thin layer of saliva on his thick, pink lips, he moves the corner of his mouth to one side causing the hairs on my skin to stand on end. I see him take a few steps towards my nightstand and I jump when he starts hitting it one after another as if simulating the sound of penetration.” Dara...?