Forgive me, for I still can't stop giggling. I'm pretending to be oblivious to your arousal when I whisper your name. When you inhale and exhale deeply at my very presence, I toss my hair and flutter at the eyes as though I did not hear your heart skip a beat. It's a silly game I love to play. To see how far my composure will hold, before I myself explode with the sinful desire to allow you to have your way with me. Should I tell you? In that same sultry whisper, that kitten-like glare, should I divulge all that's brewing behind this naughty minx-like grin of mine?
Oh come now darling, where's all the fun in that?
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