Chapter 9 That Is My Good Girl

• When I kissed him, that was his undoing. His eyes had darkened a deeper shade when he broke away from the kiss and I could see that he wanted to do dirty slutty things tO me. And I was a hundred percent up for that.
• I rolled my hips in the chair, my core throbbing as my skin buzzed with need. Clint dipped his hands down my panties. His delicate fingers rubbed smooth circles exactly where I needed them, feeling me up and teasing me into insanity.
• "Only I can give you what you need." His deep voice rumbled against my ear. I could not hold back my whimper when he moved his fingers faster against me. My body instantly grew heated with the need for release.