Chapter two

I ran my fingers over the smooth linen of her pants and beneath her skirt. She was releasing heat, and I could feel it.

"Wet already," I said. "And you believed that you weren't prepared for me."

I massaged her softly, not pressing too hard yet, and her breath fell in brief, unsteady bursts. In search of additional stimulation, her hips started to shift against my hand.

I said, "You'll get more, but you'll have to ask for it first." I pressed my ear to hers and murmured, "Breathe." "I promise not to harm you.”

Despite her unsteady breathing, she complied and allowed me to slowly lift her...