At the second pass of Bella's leg, Misha knew it wasn't accidental. She was trying to tease him, or distract him, either way he wasn't going to stand for it. Misha turned part way onto his stomach, trapping her leg against the mattress and forcing her legs to open slightly.
"You want to say?" he repeated, looking straight into her eyes, to show Bella that he wasn't messing around.
"You don't sound sure. And I'm pretty sure that if I was the one touching you, I'd remember how many times a day I make you come."