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I froze at his words as he whispered, “The smell of your arousal his captivating,”

Instead of feeling ashamed I was more turned on. I could feel his heated gaze on myself, his warm breath on my cheeks. Gripping the blanket tightly in my fists, I tried to remain calm and not give him any reaction but he wasn’t stopping. Truth be told, I didn’t want him to stop either.

The moment his lips nibbled my earlobe I went still, my breath hitched and my skin burned. A small gasp escaped my throat and he pulled away. I turned my head to look at him. Why the fuck would he do that?

My eyes were wide with embarrassment. Yea, now I was embarrassed.

“Did you like that?” his voice was hoarse and thick.

And just like that, I could not utter a single damn word. What the hell is he doing to me?

He leaned closer just an inch away from touching my lips with his, “I’ll take that as a yes, hmm,”

His nose touched my cheek and he inhaled deeply while I lay there, still as a rock, not knowing if I was enjoying