Her breath came unevenly now. Too fast. Too shallow.And he noticed.Of course he did.Just when she clutched hard at his shirt, he pulled back, just enough to look at her.Her flushed skin, the way her lips parted, the rise and fall of her chest.It made him thirsty for more. His thumb brushed lightly against her jaw, tilting her face toward him.“Still talking?” he murmured.She had called his name before he stopped. But now her throat had gone dry.“I..” she tried, but the words tangled because his gaze had dropped to her lips again.And this time… he didn't look away. The air thickened, the room shrinking to their space, everything blurred out like they were the only thing that existed in the room.It felt heavy. Intense. Charged.Her fingers curled deeper into his shirt, aware of him all, of his scent, his heat, the need in his eyes that made her inner thighs p
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