I entered the living room after taking a warm shower.
Kyren was sitting on the couch, his eyes scanning the note, sent by my stalker. The air inside the suite was filled with a mixture of bodywash.
He showered before me but the smell of him still lingered, grounding me.
I sat down beside him before curiously reading the note again.
You were breathless in there, weren't you? Careful. I told you I’m the only one allowed to take your breath away. He’s playing with fire, but you’re the one who’s going to get burned when I come to collect you.
I couldn't bring myself to speak. As the tension from our earlier encounter still hung in the air.
A blush crept up my neck as I remembered his grip on my thighs. His hard length in my mouth. And the way he made me come on his tongue.
Kyren was
