Chapter 30—

Lexie grabbed at his hand, stopping him from going any further. Her pride was buried under her feet now and only her arousal stood at the forefront of her mind. "P-please," she begged. "Don't do this to me again, just touch me...please." With gritted teeth and clenched fists, Zheme hauled his hand from her grasp. "I have no time for this, I have work tomorrow and I'm tired." Those words sliced through Lexie's heart, completely shattering it and her lips quivered in a fight against her pride. She wanted to again beg, only this time, she wanted to bend down on both knees and utter nothing but words of desperation. But as always, her pride stopped her from embarrassing herself any further and instead reminded her of something she'd rather want to forget. Something that happened once, but it managed to damage her beyond repair. She was sitting in Mark's room at the time; on his bed, deeply indulged in a kiss that had her core aching with need. But just as things got hotter, her boyfriend p