I could hear the sound of his breathing by my ear, as well as his hot breath. I twitched, wanting to be embraced from behind and devoured.
He came even closer, his chest pressing against me. He had no intention of moving away. Instead, his fingers slid through my hair, this small movement making me tremble.
“It’s fine!” My voice quivered when I answered. Meanwhile, I awkwardly held the spatula in my hand.
It was too stimulating!
My face was already red and burning. All sorts of thoughts took root in my mind, and I was increasingly aware of his restlessness.
It was so uncomfortable! Shivers ran from my earlobes to the corners of my body, and the blood in my veins pulsated wildly.
“Ciara, why is your face red? Do you have a fever?”
I bit down on my lips. The swelling feeling was gr
