“Did you know that you have the prettiest dimples…” Savio began. I didn’t bother to turn around. “I don’t—” “…above your perfectly shaped ass.” I snapped my mouth shut. “What are you talk—” His hot breath ghosted over my lower back. “Right here,” he said in a low voice that sent a pleasant shiver through my body. His mouth touched a spot right above my ass. Shock shot through me, then indignation, and I was about to whirl on him. Then he began to suck the spot and my limbs turned to mush. What was happening? Heat pooled in my belly. Oh my God.
