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Once the decision was made, everything else followed suit.

“Whether it’s work or not, you should eat lunch. You handle everything else perfectly fine on your own. I don’t understand why you keep spouting nonsense about this.”

A warm sensation brushed against my neck, sending a shiver down my spine. The sensation lingered, then began to caress my neck more deliberately. Goosebumps spread across my body as I inhaled deeply. The finger that had been tracing my neck moved to my chin, gently teasing it before gliding towards my lips.
Instinctively, I parted my lips, and the finger slipped between them. It was a surprisingly intimate touch. My tongue extended, meeting the finger’s presence. The finger flinched in response. Without hesitation, I playfully nibbled on it, preventing its escape.