Beach House, at Nova City.
Tristan's hand moves slowly from Bella's hip to her belly button. His arm muscles grip her tight, and she can feel them on the right side of her torso.
Her heart pounded even faster when she could feel all of him pressed against her back. And he buried his head on her shoulder, whispering in his soft but deep voice, "Bella, please tell me if you want me to stop."
Bella failed to say anything. She was so busy calming her heart and too shy to respond because she really wanted him to continue.
She could feel Tristan's hands slowly moving up, teasing her lower breast with gentle caresses. Her breath suddenly became shallow as she thought a nameless fire burning fiercely in her body.
"I ask you one more time. Do you want me to stop?"
Silent.
'NO! Don't stop...' Bella screamed in her mind as she imagined his hands squeezing her breast.
