Chapter 11

As I stood there, frozen in time, Chase's warm breath danced across my skin, sending shivers down my spine.

What he was suggesting was wrong but why did it feel so right? Why did the words coming from him feel like life to my soul. I wanted him. God, I wanted him.

His not breath on my skin made heat flare out of me and pool in my panties, and he hadn’t even touched me.

I wondered what would become of me if those skillful hands of his would be on my body or if his hot breath fanned my most intimate areas. The thought alone was almost too much to bear.

Then like lightening on a dark night, the face of my mother flashed in my eyes, and I was pulled out of my sinful day dream.

I couldn’t do this. I couldn't let myself get caught up in this temptation. What would she say if she knew? The thought sent a wave of guilt through me, and I steeled myself, trying to push back the desire that threatened to consume me.

With that thought in mind, I painfully moved back with squared shoulders, hittin