Chapter 88

• As the car glided through the dimly lit streets, Kaiden couldn't tear his gaze away from Delaney. The air inside the car was thick with tension and raw desire.
• He'd had so many naughty imaginations all evening. Everything Delaney did at every point intensified his desires and painted more vivid, naughty imaginations in his head. The way she spoke, smiled, ate... At some point, he felt jealous of the fork she ate with... He wished his cock was that fork, so it could slide in and out her mouth in measured motion, just like that fork was doing.
• The way she bit her lower lips each time made him go nuts... Damn! Was she doing that on purpose all evening? He kept asking himself.