Synn's POV
"You're going to have to release me, Mr. Simons, if you know what's best for the both of us," I chuckled as I felt Gold's hands getting tighter as he pulled me even closer, his face now buried at the crook of my neck. I can feel his breath touching my skin.
Oh, God.
If he doesn't stop this, I'd f*****g collapse on the floor.
He was so shameless. He'd tease like it's something that is so natural for him to do.
And then I felt it, his lips grazing my skin leaving a burning sensation on my body, a moan automatically coming out of my lips.
Good Lord.
My cheeks blushed in instant and I pulled away from him a little, just enough for our face to level.
He knew what he had done based on the smirk that is sporting on his expression.
"I hate you," I pouted which he just returned
