His hands on my body

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TESSA I could feel his warmth all over my back. The scent, too familiar, had shrouded me like a cloak. Fear, anxiety, and confusion heightened my senses. I was barely standing. My heart was pounding against my chest, louder than ever. Every inch of mine felt trapped in his embrace. Even if I couldn't see his face, I could feel his muscles, broad shoulders, and his height. He was tall… like Kyle maybe. Slowly, the stalker leaned down, swallowing the remaining space between us. I felt the heat of his face brush against the side of my neck, his chest pressing hard and possessively against my spine. He inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of my hair and skin as if he were memorizing every inch of me, his breathing growing loud, ragged, and hot against my ear. Strangely, his touch didn't di

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