"Who says I want you?" Evren's eyes lingered on mine for the longest.
"You're already spreading your legs for me, baby." I tried to stand up but he held me still. His arms tightened on my thighs as if he was trying so hard to control himself from pouncing on me.
"Your rejection will only make me want you more." He said. "I want you even more now princess." My stomach flipped at his words, my head spinning that I could barely keep my focus anymore.
"You should do something about your want."
"I don't know what to do." He held my hands entwining our fingers together. "Every thought I have about you is traitorous, the way my hands and mouth ache to feel you, deceitful. Even my dream is poisoning."
"Then stop. Please." I whispered those words to him. He was speaking as if I was some poison infecting every inch of him.