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Chris released his hold momentarily only to pull me by my waist back to him.
" He gave me a soft smile when he tilted his head back and looked up at me.
You didn't go into any of the stores nearby.
Just remember that. " Not even five minutes later, he was still holding me and offering words of encouragement when the front door opened and closed.
"Does this guy," Chris asked, his voice husky as he ran a single finger up and down the soft hollow of skin just behind my ear along the back of my jaw, "know right where to touch you to drive you wild?" I wanted him to both continue and yet stop touching me there. He knew I couldn't last long with that kind of torture.
But at the same time, I felt ashamed that I couldn't find the heart to tell him the truth. I was still awake an hour later when the light went off.
I love that about you.