Merlin shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts. What was happening to her? She had always prided herself on her self-control and her ability to resist temptation. But now, in the face of Otis's manhood, she found herself struggling to maintain her composure.
As she stood there, lost in her thoughts, Otis approached her.
She tried to shake off the feeling, telling herself that it was just a momentary lapse. But as Otis moved closer and the scent of his cologne filled her senses, she found herself struggling to maintain her composure. Her heart was racing, and her palms were getting sweaty. His eyes were dark with desire, and Merlin could feel the heat of his body as he came closer.
