Chapter 2
He knew exactly what he was doing, his thumb stroking the sensitive skin on the inside of my thigh, back and forth, building this tension that made my breath catch.
I could smell him, that mix of sweat and his cologne, and it was driving me crazy, my mind racing with dirty thoughts I never let myself have before.
What if he keeps going? What if his fingers slip under my shorts? f**k, I want them to, I want him to feel how soaked I’m getting just from this.
I swallowed hard, trying to keep my cool, but my hand slid down his arm, fingers tracing the muscles there before resting on his waist.
“Yeah, I’m fine. You’re just… cheating with that hand of yours.”
The words came out flirty, challenging him more, and he grinned, that mischievous look turning into something hungrier as
