“I'm not someone who takes advantage of others. But, there are times when I can't help myself.”

Rafayel tilted your chin up with his forefinger and thumb, forcing you to reciprocate his fiery gaze. He leaned forward next to the corner of your lips to tease your skin with his hitching breath. From your jawline to the side of your neck, he heaved and exhaled a warm breath against your lips.

The merman himself couldn't take his eyes and hands off you, seeing how vulnerable you were to his prying eyes. He has been teasing you with his fervent kisses and breathless exhales. He even pinned you against the bathroom sink, forced to listen to his suggestive whispers.

“How about now? Are you tired? Do you want me to stop?”

Rafayel trailed wet kisses under your jaw until he reached the corner of your lips. He tucked a stray strand behind your ear before acknowledging your wet hair again.

“That's why before your hair completely dries, I won't let you sleep.”