I pull up the strap of the nightgown that’s been subtly teasing me for the past twenty minutes. Goosebumps erupt on her skin, and she goes still. She even stops breathing for a second too long. A devilish thought sparks my mind. I wonder if she’ll tremble if my hand innocently touches her breast. I only have a side view of her face, but the more my hand lingers on her skin, the longer she holds her breath. After a quick thought, I remove my hand. While it’s fun to toy with her, the way she’s holding her breath may cause complications.
