Chapter 33 : Do Unto Others

~VANNIE~

She began to tremble lightly as he stroked the side of her neck with his nose. "How can you smell this way and expect me to stay away? How can you let me have a taste and then shut me out?"

The image came unbidden again, Sinclair on his knees, head locked between her legs by her own hands, lapping at her like he'd evaporate if his tongue stopped its movement.

Before she could help herself, she was leaning into him, wanting his lips on her skin. Her mind shut down, and all she could remember was that he was touching her, and somehow, a part of her had been craving this since the last time he'd done it.

Somehow sensing what she needed, his lips followed the same trail his nose went, and when his tongue darted out to suckle on the thin skin, she moaned.

It was loud and embarrassingly drawn out, and it slammed her back to reality. She dashed away from him, eyes scrambling around. Gasping, she whispered, "Let me leave."