Feeling a sudden surge of bravery, I enveloped my lips around the sausage and began to suck, fluttering my eyelashes as the taste of creamy cheese filled my mouth.
Blaise let out a groan of tortured pleasure, his eyes never leaving my face. "You're killing me here."
I slowly removed the sausage from my mouth and licked my lips, blinking with false innocence. "I'm only eating my food. It's not my fault your mind is in the gutter."
"If you keep this up, you're not going to be eating much of anything else," Blaise warned, and he grabbed himself a pitcher filled with ice-cold water. I half-expected him to pour it over himself, but thankfully he merely drank from it ravenously like a starving man.
I giggled and finally decided to stop teasing him. It was enough that he was so affected by my mere presence that he needed to chug down water to calm himself down. No man had ever been so attracted to me before.
