“Dare.” My breath stills when he inches closer. “I dare you to let me kiss you.” His lips trail along the shell of my ear, and his voice drops to a seductive rasp. “Wherever I want.” Tiny tingles travel between my thighs. “Okay.” He cups my cheek, and my eyes flutter closed, eagerly awaiting. However, a second before our lips touch, he breathes, “Whenever I want.” I barely have time to process what he’s saying before he’s gone. Memphis definitely has a kink, all right. Torturing me.
