Miss Faye

Miss Faye

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"W-What are you doing sir? This is inappropriate!" Gracious! What is this man doing?! He pressed me closer in his chest that not even a needle can pass. "My, Miss Faye aren't you such a cute sunshine. You are stuttering" He chuckled as he leaned closer towards me I cleared my throat "Let go Mr. Knight! This is Sexual Harassment!" I said firmly. "Oh? Is it?" He asked me with a smirk ----------------------------------------- The story may contain a LOT of grammar mistakes and wrong SPELLINGS. Please bear with me!
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WARNING ⚠️ THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE THEMES "You like this, don't you?" His voice was dark velvet, wrapping around me, sinking under my skin. I swallowed hard, refusing to answer, but my body betrayed me-the sharp inhale, the way my lips parted, the way my thighs pressed together. He noticed. Of course, he did. He stepped closer, eliminating the space between us, his heat overwhelming. "Say it." I shook my head, a weak attempt at resistance. His fingers traced up my arm, slow, teasing, until they reached my throat. He didn't squeeze, didn't apply pressure-just let his touch linger there, making me hyperaware of my own racing pulse. "Liar," he murmured. I exhaled sharply. "You're too close." His lips brushed my ear, not quite a kiss, just a whisper of warmth. "And you're not stopping me."

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