Chapter 45

• Annabelle looks over her shoulder from her stretch and coyly bats her eyelashes at him. "Hmmm?" she feigns as if she didn't hear him.
• Nicholas sighs in exasperation. "You're gonna make me forget my apologies and take you right here on the floor. Hard and fast, Annabelle."
• "Oh," is all she can manage for his threat-laced promise sends shockwaves through her, her body more than eager for his skilled touch again. Her lips part to remind her lungs to breathe. Her nipples harden at the thought. She pushes herself up to a seated position, crosses her legs, and adjusts her top to try and hide her body's excitement at his words. "Although I'm sure it's me who should be apologizing, Nicholas."