Beau
Chest expanding - nostrils flaring a tiny bit - he let out a hum from the back of his throat that made every muscle in my body tense. Pleasurable, it was as if he were breathing in something arousingly pleasant. Approved of my scent.
Fast and crazy, I was perturbed by my reactions to him. That little girl comment came out condescending, and yet, I was more concerned with the direction things were heading.
“Are you a psychopath? Should I be scared?" My n*****s were hard beneath the top of my dress, rubbing against the fabric with each inhale of my own. They throbbed each time his eyes swept down, appraising me once more.
Since the moment we were seated, I'd gulped down my soda, avoided eye contact - as much as I could without seeming rude - and clenched my thighs a total of eight t
