Chapter 95
- “Mika,” I heard him whisper. “Hey, wake up.” “Mm?” I groaned, rubbing my eyes.
- I felt his hand on my inner thigh, and I froze. It was dark, but I knew it was Chris. I could smell him. His hair brushed against my arm, and I shivered. His hand moved up my thigh and stopped just shy of my panties.
- “Do you want me to stop?” he whispered.