Cesar's mouth brushed my ear. Then his tongue slid along the outer rim until it reached my earlobe. He circled it then drew it between his lips and sucked lightly, and I felt it all the way between my legs.
He released my earlobe and exhaled. Something hard dug into my lower back. I should have drawn back, but I was utterly frozen.
"Are you wet, Casey?" Cesar rasped in my ear, and a small shiver passed through my traitorous body upon hearing his voice.
I hated Cesar, hated him for making me feel like this, hated him for getting under my skin. And I hated myself for letting him.
I closed my eyes, trying to ignore how good Cesar's body felt against mine, but my throbbing centre was difficult to forget. Cesar's arms around me shifted until his thumb brushed the underside of my breast. I stilled but didn't push him away, didn't utter a word of protest.
