I closed my eyes as his hands snaked up my sides to rest on my breasts. He started to move his hands in circles eliciting an involuntary groan. Encouraged, he reached for the hem of my shirt. I grasped his shoulders, holding my body off the bed as he lifted the shirt up my back, collapsing again to let him pull it off my arms. "Bella," he sighed as he ran his fingers across my bare stomach.
Shocked at the fiery touch and the raspy voice I opened my eyes; once again finding the wrong face staring down at me.