Chapter 38
Matilda Vaughn POV
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“I am going to ask this question once again” .
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“What do you like, Hilda?”
His thumb brushes my forehead as he pinned my hair behind
And traced it down my jaw line, lifting my head up
I sat like a lost kid
Afraid of what's going to happen
“I don't know”
My answer came out breathy.
He could make my body feel things, I knew it.
But I didn't think that I'll be this easy to give up my strength because I craved for his touch.
“Try again, Hilda”
He pressed his thumb down my jaw…
Traveling it down my throat, tracing the stem of my neck
I wanted to flinch away
But I didn't
“Nothing you do, will make me like it”
I bit my lips, as the words sunk in the air.
He took a step further.
I could feel his scent, the way he stood there
