Chapter 83

Tell Me or I Stop-1

My skin, my entire body, breaks into goosebumps. Anticipation runs through me, but Zaid doesn't move. He doesn't say or do anything else.

I exhale, almost panting, almost begging for more of his touch.

The edge of the dresser presses into the backs of my thighs as I steady myself, chastising my mouth for not opening and answering him. I must look like an idiot.

His dark eyes lock onto mine just as his fingers pull down the zipper of my pants. My breath catches and I can feel the tension in my stomach coiling tighter.

I'm on fire at this point.

"Alina," he mutters. "Tell me."

I groan. "Why?"

He lifts an eyebrow and takes his hands away from me. My body almost shrivels up from

the loss of contact.

"Do you have any idea how many reasons there were for why we didn't get along before?" I say, my voice uneven, trying to steady myself with words when my body feels like it's spiraling out of control.

his eyes and shrugs. "No, that's why

hands move to the hem of

it aside, leaving me sitting there in my bra and

over the heat

smile spreads on

lips, noting the way his eyes turn dark as he looks

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Me or

we first met,

eyes from where he's observing my cleavage and tilts his head.

I shake my head.

and lowers his head. I frown, my eyes widening as he presses a soft kiss just above my belly button. My body jolts, a shudder running through me

and his lips brushing against my

my eyes for a moment, willing myself to stay coherent. I curl my fingers around the edge of the dresser to stop myself from

his lips across

"What else, love?"

voice falters as his lips trail lower. "The one that made

softly against my skin; the sound vibrating through

also helped

lips tremble and I hate how smug he sounds, but nothing matters as

brush his lips over the

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