Visiting Strawberry Farmland (3)

Melissa bit her bottom lip, waiting for him to put her down. When he didn't, she attempted to move herself, but Radulf stopped her.

"You didn't say anything," Radulf said.

"What am I supposed to say?" she questioned, looking into his eyes.

"Tell me how you feel about it," he demanded.

'Everything that you do probably,' she thought.

"Your silence kills me more." Radulf murmured against her skin as he rested his face on her chest, an intimate gesture from his side. He moved his head back before raining kisses on her collarbone, inching up to her throat.

Melissa closed her eyes while trying hard to supresss her moans. She should have stopped him, but she couldn't. Her body desired him the same way he did.