Chapter 52

• He smiles a satisfied smile, bends, and gently kisses my inner thigh. “I’ll behave,” he whispers darkly.
• Oh man. That’s his way of saying he will try not to hurt me. I watch on intently as he removes a condom from the box and carefully rolls it on. His eyes then rise to meet mine and he licks his lips as his fingers drop to my sex again, and he glides them in and out of my body.
• “Fuck. I want you,” he whispers, deep in concentration, and I feel grateful for this break in passion to give me a moment of clarity.