Chapter 82 — Desmond is giving me control…?

I slowly pull my face away, resting my hands on his shoulders, and look at him… The discreet smile on his lips makes him so annoyingly handsome that my heart skips a beat. I open my lips and take a deep breath, keeping the air in my lungs while his hands slide down the curves of my body.

“Desmond…”

“Can't I?” He innocently asks with that almost smug little smile, “I won't if you don't want me to.”