“Please…” I whimpered in a whisper.
I was so scared that I didn’t even know what I was begging him for.
His masked face loomed right in front of mine. His body was so close as he leaned over and on top of me. We were not touching but I could feel his body heat and it felt like he would burn me. Trapping me with his body and his arm against the bed, his other hand slowly approached my face. Once again, I saw his gracefully long fingers up close before its heat traced a line on the side of my face.
My lips quivered before I bit down on my lower lip. His eyes seemed to smile a little at me as his fingers continued caressing my cheek. His touch felt hot, but his caresses were gentle. Slowly, his fingers stroked their way along my jawline before dipping lower to the side of my neck.
“Mhhmm…Ahhh…”
I gasped before my hand flew to cover my mouth at the embarrassing sounds that just left my lips. Did I just moan…from his touch?
