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A Tempting Sip. "Hhhmmm..." The sound that grumbled from Cameroon’s throat was deep, drawn out like a man savoring something intimate. My breath hitched as he lifted my hand, holding it with a strange gentleness, his fingers warm and firm against my wrist. His nose hovered just above my skin, so close that I could feel the warmth of his breath. Then… He inhaled. Slowly. Deeply. As if he was drawing me into his lungs. My pulse thudded against my skin, the sensation of his breath against my hand sending a shiver racing down my spine. But before I could even process what was happening, he exhaled softly, his fingers tightening around my wrist before he leaned in once more… And inhaled again. "Mmm…" The moan was low, husky, arousing. A slow, creeping warmth curled in my stomach, co