Her mind went crazy– his hands on her bare skin, his mouth on hers, his body pressed completely against hers with nothing between them. The thought made her dizzy with want. It was insane. It was self-destructive. It was the most honest thing she'd felt since coming to this place.
His head dipped and she felt the warmth of his breath on her skin. For a second, she thought he was going to kiss her and the thought sent a nervous shiver down her spine. But instead, he titled his head slightly, his lips brushing against her skin as he spoke.
"Didn't look like you were complaining," he murmured. "Actually, it looked like you were quite..." he paused, letting the silence stretch uncomfortably, "...invested. Gave yourself up like some party favour."
Her breath hitched. What he said sho
