Tingles arose in my chest area, hardening my nipples. I wasn’t cold. It was the touch of arousal. As my eyes were closed, I couldn’t see who was causing it. Was Desmond exciting my pleasure nerves? His ability to set my body on fire without touching me was one of the greatest perks of being with an incubus. Slowly, the tingling sensation traveled down my stomach, and a moan slipped out of my mouth when it touched Desmond’s favorite plaything. “Babe, don’t stop!” I encouraged him, ...