“I can smell your fear…” Killer leaned into me, his nose skimming up and down the sensitive skin of my neck.
“I can taste it.” His tongue darted out, and licked a path from my earlobe to my collarbone.
My breath hitched, my heart beat faster as my pulse jumped out of throat and into my stomach.
“I can taste it.” His tongue darted out, and licked a path from my earlobe to my collarbone.
My breath hitched, my heart beat faster as my pulse jumped out of throat and into my stomach.
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