Chapter 117

"Becca, stop," I said, pulling away, my voice firm. "I don't want to do this right now."

Her eyes wandered down to my already hardened length, and I hated how my body betrayed me. I was so intoxicated by her; the mere sight of her naked was driving me crazy.

"You say that, but your body tells me a different thing," she said, her voice husky as her hands wrapped around my hardened length

I groaned at the feeling, my resolve weakening. "Becca... stop."

But instead of stopping, she moved faster, her hand working me with expert precision. I cursed inwardly, trying to concentrate, but the way she touched me made it impossible.

She was avoiding the conversation again, using herself as a distraction, a weakness I couldn't resist. Slowly, she pushed me toward the nearest couch, her eyes never leaving mine as she knelt down

"We really have to talk," I said, my voice strained, anticipation coursing through me.

She kissed my thigh, her lips soft and teasing. Her eyes were dark with desire, and I