Is it the tension, or did the heat just get turned up in the room, I feel stuffy and hot I panick , I push him away aiming for the door, he holds my hand turning me towards him, he wraps his right hand around my waist
"Not so fast gorgeous, it's not nice to take things that aren't yours, you give them back"
I can feel the warmth of his breath fanning against my skin, I shook, arching my back inwardly,
He pats me slightly on my back pressing down my shoulders into the normal position taking my back into it's normal position, he fiddles around with the leather on my back,
"I like your taste, too boyish if you ask me you look good with them , but you'd look better without them,"