He slowly leans against my bed, his eyes intensifying by the seconds. My skin starts tingling as he lays a huge hand on my arm, heat pooling in my lower stomach, and butterflies erupting in my stomach.
"Why are you still wearing the cuffs?" He asks, not breaking eye contact as he motions towards my cuffed arm.
"I figured I would play a nice kitty for a while," I whisper in the space between us. Our breaths mingle, his minty one and my wild one. I probably need to brush my teeth, now that I think about it.
"Mmhh, and what if I told you I preferred the naughty wild kitty?" He whispers back, huskiness overtaking his voice as he leans down even further, his breath hitting my face in a warm breeze.
Smirking I lean closer, "I don't think you're ready for the naughty kitty to come out and play."
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