His pupils dilate at that expression of fear, before remembering that's the sort of thing he's trying to stop.
He draws his fingertips over her throat gently, letting the lip-movement of his words pressure against her. "I like touching things I'm not supposed to."
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He draws his fingertips over her throat gently, letting the lip-movement of his words pressure against her. "I like touching things I'm not supposed to."