"What?" Lucrezia had a scowl on her face.
If she hadn't been naked and vulnerable to him right now, she feared she would have attacked him with her fists and not mind the consequences.
He'd put her in such an embarrassing situation without getting her to consent to it and now, he was also the one deciding when they would be done?
"You're joking," She said, nodding her head convincingly.
Maverick smiled at her reaction again, amusement all over his face, "Am I?"
She tried to stand up once more, not minding his games as she forced herself out of his grip but Maverick didn't even bulge.
Lucrezia's face only reddened more as her other hand was over her breasts and she didn't want to let go, using both hands to free her waist from his hold.
With her attempts to get him off her becoming constantly futile, she began to scream at him, finally removing her hands from her bosom that she had been shielding earlier and moving both hands to his, which were still gripping her waist firmly.
