"It's so uncomfortable!"
Alette Larson's mind was so cluttered with the stuffy heat of the room that she blurted out her most immediate feelings, "Such a strange discomfort, I've never felt this way before!"
"Hmm, that's because you want me!"
The man's voice was low and sultry, carrying a seductive descent, his hot breath dissipating at the nape of her neck. Alette almost subconsciously surrendered, whatever he said went, "Hmm, I want you!"
"Alette, do you know what you're saying?" Lucas Sandy then realized that there was something off about his words, what did he mean by asking if she knew what she was saying? They were about to do exactly what she said, so he added softly, "Good, I understand, I'll give it to you right away!"
It wasn't until she heard these words that Alette realized what she had actually said. A feeling akin to shame swept over all her senses in an instant; the restraint she had always taken pride in crumbled so easily under the man's onslaught!