SERAPHINA
“Do you want to choose again?” Oliver asked.
I shook my head. “No.”
“Very well.”
He gripped my chin. His blue eyes bright as he peered down at me. “Have you done this before, little lamb?”
“No,” I answered, my lashes lowering and I felt the warm flush creeping up on my cheeks.
“Don’t worry, I’ll let you learn it on your own. I won’t rush you.” He rubbed his thumb along my bottom lip, the soft caress made my shoulders relax and tension slowly seeped out of me. “Unbuckle me. Take me out.”
I let everything else fall behind. I let my mind empty out unless I panicked in front of them. My stomach was in apprehensive knots. I didn't want to think about what they were making me do, I’ll break apart later, not in front of them.
My fingers lifted to the buckle of his belt. They s
