He sniffs me!
With rapid blinking to put myself back together, I asked, “What are you doing?” His hands were still on me, and I could still feel his fingers digging into my skin.
He dove his nose to the skin of my neck. A raspy gasp slipped from my lips. My head flexed to give him more access before my brain could process what I was doing. I was already biting lip. My sensitive skin fired up, and it went straight right between my thighs. I could even feel the rough slide of his nose on my neck and the hot breathing from his mouth. Then he was gone in a second. Just like that.
“What’s the perfume you’re wearing?” His deep voice brought my senses back to me.
My face instantly flushed with embarrassment. I rubbed my sweaty palm against my short. I wanted to give him the answer, but my mou
