Lydia's heart was pounding wildly as he kissed her hard enough to bruise, her lips already tingling. Then she heard the rip of material and the cool air brushing over her skin as he cut her shirt open.

Turning her head, she broke the kiss was a ragged gasp. "Stop...what are you doing?" Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were bright with desire but she looked at him steadily. "Why should I tell him I'm not interested?" She demanded slowly.