“Then eat your bread.”
But he couldn’t, not while she was touching him. She picked up the salve and twirled her finger in the small tin.
“Your lips are parched. This will help.” She touched her finger to his mouth and rubbed the salve into his lips.
His skin heated and he hardened instantly. Before he could stop himself, he grabbed her wrist and pressed his lips to her fingers in a soft kiss.
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