166 Try To Be Better Next Time

"Are you sure? It's solid and really hard—"

"Please stop talking." He replied, his voice raspy and filled with heavy desire for her.

When her eyes, wide and so naively clear, looked up at him with a curious expression on her face, he inwardly cursed all the foul words known to mankind. She was completely ignorant to the effects she had on men and that aggravated him even more.

"Why?" She innocently asked, tilting her head, her hair following the small action. Her hair was loose and cascaded down her back, perfect for men to run their fingers through. Such a vision evoked his possessiveness as he roughly reached out to grab the back of her neck, but then paused and his hand became gentle when it touched her precious skin.

He bent down, tugging her face closer until his lips were practically hovering over her ears. "Because I might do something we'll both regret."