Shiver

“Would you grant me…one last wish before you leave?” You said, your voice low, as if it were a secret you were about to tell.“Your wish is my command, my love, I am made to give you all the pleasure in the world.” You sighed, your hand that wasn’t touching his, went over your chest. Dramatic, yes, but it felt so right in the moment. “Kiss me?” The air from the vent shot out cold, you shivered and watched the goosebumps begin grow on your arms. He held your wrist, and for the first time, he could feel them, he could feel his effect on you. “...Close your eyes…”~~~Readers gender is not explicitly said, nor are any gender based pronouns used ti describe them, however this was written with a female reader in mind, and descriptors such as “pretty” are used.