Olivia — Like a lady not a harlot

Featherlight, teasing kisses as his lips just barely brushed mine, but he didn't stop this time. He stopped only to look at me, but he didn't pull away like last time. His lips lingered near mine.

"What now?" I asked, nervous excitement coursing through me.

"Now I treat you like a lady, not a harl...

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