Don't you trust me?

Suddenly, he paused, stopping his lips on me. “I….need to stop, before I lose control, Kamilah.”

I blinked at him as if a zap woke me up from my senses. I averted my gaze to the ground and bit my lip as I struggled to comprehend what just happened. That was intense. And I instantly felt the connection between us.

“You might hate me tomorrow if we continue doing this.” He added, trying to reassure me.

He’s right. As I could think now, I am hating him for this. For making me feel this way. For having to make my thoughts run over again, bothering and buzzing around my mind.

Great. Not to mention, my heart is not stopping from beating so rapidly.

I breathed deeply, fixing my stubborn hair that was messed up because of his hands and my blouse that was a bit unbuttoned and trying to think against the awkward silence between us. “I respect you as my mate, and I want to continue so badly, but I don’t want you to get caught up in the heat of the moment, to be forced because I wanted t