Chapter 45

Vera's POV

Yeah, he can control his mood, but not his libido, and I love the way he responds to my kisses and caresses. I licked his bare back and bit into his skin playfully while he kept twitching beneath my touch.

I touched him tenderly. "Should I stop playing with... you? Really? Seriously? Can I do that? I bet you don't want me to!" I whispered in his ear.

"Fùck it, you don't ever listen," he growled under his breath, a hint of frustration mixed with desire.

I giggled and let go of him. Then, impulsively, I jumped onto his back. My legs wrapped around his waist, my fingers tangled in his hair, and I licked the edge of his ear. He groaned, half in pleasure, half in resistance.

"Vera, we can't," he said, gripping my hands and gently pulling them away from his hair.

"Why can't we?" I asked, sliding off him to stand in the water, droplets clinging to my skin.

He turned around, cupped my hands in his. "I know what you want,