Chapter 28 His Fantasy
- -Corrine-
- I could feel his hot breath burning in my skin. His fingertips caressed every sensitive spot in my body. Slowly yet mercilessly, Andrew lowered my bra strap to mid-arm. Then he slid his fingers under my bra, stopping right below the curve of my bosom.
- He was torturing me. It was showed in the way he looked at me, and how his lips crooked a teasing smile.