"Why… are you looking at me like that?" I asked, my voice a bit shaken, like the words were vibrating in my mouth.
He stood silent, then moved slowly toward me, closing the distance between us. Now we were standing so close to each other, only separated by our clothes. I couldn’t help but clench my hands tight, holding onto my dress for support.
He leaned closer to me, our faces almost touching.
My lips parted slightly on their own. As if expecting.
"What do you think…? Little kitten," he asked, his voice musky, low, and laced with danger.
"Ah… I…" I could barely form a sentence. My brain seemed to be on a holiday.
His thumb stroked the corner of my lips, pinching it a bit.
An electrical current flowed through my whole being at his touch. My body seemed to be wired and ready to reac
