“You should stop by the booth today, I want to show you something,” he said, bumping me with his hip and smiling.
I blushed, of fucking course, at the thought of what I might see, before bumping him back. “Ok.”
“You are so damn cute,” he said with a grin.
I stared up at him, startled.
There was a silence between us, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. Mase’s fingers walked around my exposed skin, his eyes studying my reaction. My whole body was lighting up. I could feel my cheeks heating and my breathing pick up.
“So sensitive,” he whispered in my ear and stepped closer so that his chest was to my back.
My knees buckled from his close proximity and I stumbled back into him. His arms reached out and wrapped around me, I moaned from the contact and drew in a ragged breath.
“Pet,” he groaned, nuzzling my neck.