I’m about to put a stop to all this, but then she traces a path of kisses down the column of my throat, stealing my breath and the words right from my mouth. Pathetic, the same voice returns, louder than before. My hands find her hips, not to keep her at a distance like I originally intended, but to drag her closer. She smiles against my pebbled skin. “Are you going to hide behind a mask all night, or are you going to finally show me who I’ve been dreaming of for two months?” Fuck. Me.
