I stayed completely immobile. His lips were about two millimeters from my ear.
“Should I just bite you, and end it all?” he whispered. “I would never have to think about you again. Thinking about you is an annoying habit, and one I want to be rid of. Or should I start arousing you, and discover if sex with you was really the best I’ve ever had?”
I didn’t think I was going t get a vote on this. I cleared my throat. “Eric,” I said, a little hoarsely, “we need to talk about something.”
“No. No. No,” he said. With each “no” his lips brushed my skin.
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