" Breathing deeply, she whispered, "You don't taste the way you smell."
Dominic shifted, his own fingers trailing down her neck, skimming a tantalizing path over her breast that made her legs shake. "I'm not sure how to respond to that." His voice was deep. Husky.
"The sugar scents cling to your hair and the fibers of your clothes." She moved her head, gently nuzzling into the silvering hair at his temple. "I thought you might taste like cake twenty-four seven."
Less husky. "I do brush my teeth."
"I know. Minty fresh. Delicious," she assured him. "I'm just saying, I like cake. It would have been nice. "
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Dominic shifted, his own fingers trailing down her neck, skimming a tantalizing path over her breast that made her legs shake. "I'm not sure how to respond to that." His voice was deep. Husky."The sugar scents cling to your hair and the fibers of your clothes." She moved her head, gently nuzzling into the silvering hair at his temple. "I thought you might taste like cake twenty-four seven."
Less husky. "I do brush my teeth."
"I know. Minty fresh. Delicious," she assured him. "I'm just saying, I like cake. It would have been nice." style="width:100%;margin:20px 0;"/>