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His hand that was covering my mouth then moves up to cover my eyes.

What the hell was he doing?

His hand tilts my head backward until the back of my head is resting on his chest.

“What are you doing?” I breathed out, because once again, my eyesight was taken away.

My chest heaved up and down as I wait for what he was doing.

I go to speak again, when my words choke on me.

His lips touch the side of my neck.

My pulse spikes.

My neck leaned backwards even father.

His soft lips were perfect as they placed one gentle kiss on my skin.

A sigh escapes my lips.

My own hands come up to rest on the arm that was wrapped around my stomach.

He placed another kiss on my heated skin.

His mask had to be off again or it was lifted up.

Feeling brave, I reached my hand up behind me to see what I felt. My fingers touched skin.

Smooth, naked skin.

Feeling even braver, I moved my hand up, memorizing his features.

Knowing that either Sullivan or Sebastian was behind me at this moment had me in shambles.

Moving my fingers up even more, I feel hair.

Not even giving myself or him a second, I immediately gripped onto the locs.

His mask had to be off again, completely.

A deep, undistinguished groan vibrates against my neck. I could tell he was trying his hardest to not give his voice away.

Wanting to touch more of him, my other hand reaches behind me to his hard stomach that I felt behind me.

Moving away his shirt, I rubbed my hands on the exposed flesh.

A moan escapes my mouth.

My other hand that was enveloped in hair pushes his face harder into my neck. Wanting more of everything.

I needed him to touch me.

I knew this might be crossing this line we have established for ourselves.

I grabbed onto his arm across my stomach, and I moved his hand down.

He stopped.