6: FEVER PITCH
SELENE
Tristan held the small of my back and pulled me hard into him, my belly and my breasts bumped into his hard ripped torso and he held me close and firmly.
My breath caught in my throat as my n*****s began to stiffen under the fabric of my cloth just from being pressed against him.
“Tell me you don’t feel this,” he was looking down at me and the words escaped his mouth in a low growl.
I took a deep breath as I held his gaze then I slowly bit my lower lip, I could not tell him that I did not feel it… my brain was not working as much anymore.
He raised his right hand and I watched him slowly bring it over my face, stretch out his ring finger and gently stroke my face and push away some stray stands of hair.
“How can you deny this...”
The low vibration from his thr
