“I think I’ve gone stark naked at this point,”

Karina blinked and slowly rose to her face as he watched Derek glided near to her.

“I mean with the way your eyes have been roaming around my body as if you wanted to rape me. But what for?” A frown dominated the creases around Derek’s forehead as he came to stand right in front of her, “I am yours. I am your chicken, you can choose to roast me, fry me. Just whichever you want to do with me,”

His heady sharp cologne tingled her nostrils and something tugged in her lower region as she filled her lungs with him....