Clumsy Venessa

 Venessa was trying her best to retort but Jayden was deliberately distracting her with his fingers that ran over her bare skin around her navel.

 

 "You can't even deny it, Miss Clarkson." Jayden teased. Venessa could not explain what she was feeling but she was in a compromising position. The worst thing was that Jayden was hugging her shirtless from behind. She could feel his taunt muscles behind her.

 

 Venessa bowed her head to avoid Jayden's eyes that were staring intently at her through her reflection in the mirror. Jayden smiled at her shy reaction, he used his free hand that was on her stomach to lift her head to stare directly at his. The more shy and naively she reacted the greater the thoughts of devouring her.

 

 Venessa heard a little voice daring her to say she didn't like his kiss but she knew it was a lie. If she hated it why did she never stop him? Why did she let him cross her boundaries times without numbers?