Sandy
Shock and longing. It was the only reason I wasn’t fighting him as he marched us to my bedroom.
When he grabbed me and put his palm to my mouth, at first I was terrified, but once my brain comprehended who was in front of me, joy and apprehension rolled through me. Then his words, mouth, and fingers registered, and I melted like butter. Now I was just in shock, wondering how he got here so fast. And I couldn’t believe he was taking me to bed. I wasn’t really prepared for this to happen. I didn’t clean up my lady area since I threw him out. Oh, God, what do I do? I didn’t want to stop him, this could be my only chance, but then again, should I let him proceed? He really hurt me.
That last thought had me rolling the moment he laid me down.
“Sandy,” he growled.
Jesus, his growl m
