Ch.32 A Drop of Water
POV: Dimitri
She forgot her water bottle again. This wasn't the first time, nor was it the second. So I did the chivalrous thing - I gave her my water bottle.
It was actually worth it, the smile she gave me.
As she drank, a drop of water trickled out and followed the path from her cheek into... more forbidden areas. That drop of water dribbled down her cheek, following the curve of her collarbone, down to the hollow of her throat, then dipping even deeper...
Down into her cleavage...
I barely bit back my moan in time. I envied that drop of water, being able to explore the parts of her body that was off-limits to me. How my hands wanted to wander the places that drop of water had touched. How I wanted to lick where that drop of water had touched her.
And I couldn't.
I comforted myself with the knowledge that it was my water she'd just drank, even if I hadn't drank it. I told myself she'd just drank my water from my water bottle.
Why did it sound so crazy?
Question for this chapter: What's your favorite book?