LAURA'S POV

It was all cool until his thumb brushed across my vulva, underneath the lace panties I wore. I gasped reflexly and he stilled every action, including his kisses. We both panted against each other's lips and he whispered. "Do you trust me?"

"No." I replied without even thinking twice. And I honestly didn't feel bad about my reply. That was the truth. I didn't trust Ricardo. I was slowly realizing that I knew nothing about him, knew less about his intentions towards me, and hadn't an idea if I was already getting over all his wrongs against me.

"I understand." He nodded sincerely, and was getting off my...