SEDUCTIVE NIGHT: TENSION AND TEMPTATION
Lysander's hand grazed mine as I gasped, the barest of touches, but it might as well have been a lightning bolt. I inhaled sharply, feeling the jolt spread through me, warming my skin and coiling low in my stomach. It wasn't very comfortable, how my body reacted to him. My mind was screaming, "Pull back, Kylie. This isn’t you." I said to myself. But my body was already betraying me, heat pooling between my legs as I squirmed, hoping he wouldn’t notice.
Of course, he did notice my unsteadiness.
“You’re squirming,” he murmured, his voice low and smooth, like a secret only meant for me. The teasing glint in his eyes did nothing to mask the intensity behind them. He was studying me, peeling back the layers of my resolve with every slow breath, every
