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At least I was feeling more than anxiety-induced fear when she stepped out and joined me in the hallway a minute later.

“Now, dear one, tell me what has you popping in unannounced? You look flushed.” She trailed her fingers across my cheek and offered me a sweet smile.

A shudder of arousal raced down my spine. I’d forgotten how potent she could be. “I needed your advice, or I guess your opinion really. I think I might be, that is, I had a dream and...” My words were jumbled, the result of my fuzzy brain and nerves.

She made a shushing noise in her throat and moved to stand behind me, massaging the corded muscles in my neck and shoulders. “It’s all right, dear. Just relax. I don’t ever want you to fear me. There’s no need. I never intend to scare you, only arouse you.” Her seductive laugh bounced off the walls as her fingers worked their magic.

“Am I a succubus?” I blurted, trying to push through the haze of attraction she always coated me in.