CHAPTER 15
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Strawberries.
Elsie tastes just like those damn berries I imagined her tasting like days ago. She's soft beneath my hands. Soft lips. A shy, mischievous sensual body. The damn strawberry scent wrapping her up like a tender embrace. My hands slide down over to the very tips of her fingers.
"Elsie." It's more of a growl than any word I could make out. My heart starts pounding in my chest, knocking at all the possibilities of what could happen to this body of hers. What could be.
What I could do to it.
"Brett." Her voice is breathy. Confused. Shocked. She whimpers softly when I lean in to kiss her again. Her body is tentatively pressed against mine.
Not enough to give in completely. But she's starting to.
About to.
"Jesus Christ, you taste amazing." I'd season that l
