Lander
“L-Land, it tickles,” in a low-yet laughing tone, Amy said as a response to what I did. At the moment, I was sniffing the neck of Amy. Maybe my warm breath that was hitting her neck is what made her feel tickle. Now I know where her weak spot is. Now, you are mine. The cab is still traveling the road.
“Hm… You feel tickle?” I asked Amy in a seductive manner. This time, I sniffed her neck in a much rougher way.
“Y-yes, yes,” Amy responded stuttering. She once again laughed with her tone indicating that she was already under my control. I secretly smirked because of that.
Continuing sniffing her neck, I responded in a sensual manner, “Please, spray that scent already. I want to smell you with that.”
From her, I faced the driver. I have a business to tell him. I sai
