BLAZE'S POV
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Whether or not I should have just walked away, I couldn't.
She could tell me off in every single language and I still wouldn't listen.
It's not because I don't respect her, but because my body has its own drive, and she's the checkered flag at the end of my race.
Her gorgeous honey orbs are wide, and staring right up at me. Her long lashes make her eyes more alluring, and I feel like I'm in a trance.
"Cat eat your tongue?" I whisper, careful not to make a scene.
I like that we're hidden in the depths of the supermarket, hidden from the public eye.
Aerilyn's neck is craned all the way, and her ribs and abdomen is pressed into me, but all I can really think about is the sweet smell coming from right in between her legs.
She claims that she hates me and never wants to
