Chapter 34. Begging to Be Touched

Blake’s POV

My nipples hardened, and I felt my cunt get wetter. My breath was deeper while my heart pounded with excitement and fear.

How did my throat get so dry again when I just drank water?

“It’s not going to happen,” I managed to mutter.

His fingers found my neckline. I shivered at the gentle touch.

His voice was soft, not more than a whisper. “But you want it. I can sense your arousal.”

He pressed closer so our temples were touching. “I can feel your hard nipples. And I bet if I slip my hand down there, I’ll find you so wet. Swear, I won’t.”

Our eyes were locked in gaze, his chest pressed directly against me. I was hot, so hot that I wanted to peel off my nightwear.

He leaned closer, and I stood still, but my insides were exploding.

He’s going to kiss me. Oh my God.

It wasn’t until our lips slightly brushed against each other that I snapped out of my trance.

What is wrong with me? I almost kissed my empl