“Is that so?” “Y-Yes.” “Don’t do that.” His mouth is right by my ear now, his breath caressing me. My breasts tingle from our closeness, aching for him to palm them like I remember him doing during our only night together. I swallow. “What?” He shifts so his arm is right against mine, trapping me between him and the wall on the other side. I can’t escape. “When your emotions get the better of you, you stutter. If you’re angry, sad … other things.” “O-Other things?” His husky chuckle is all I hear in reply.
GNNN THIS MAN IS SO HOT
