Shall we? by Astrid Blume

Very last minute…

@“Shall we dance?” Her sexy voice boggled his mind. “Come,” she whispered, her gentle breath tickled his ear.  His head swirled as he caught a whiff of her musky-lemony scent. He felt his muscles turning into mush when her long index nail caressed the side of his neck. He was at a loss and everything...

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