Chapter 41

• REBECCA
• Artemy's touch, even through the thin barrier of my lingerie, set me on fire. His deliberate movements over my most sensitive areas sent shivers of ecstasy up my spine. The pressure against my clit had me arching my back, helpless against the waves of pleasure that surged within me.
• With each purposeful touch, he pushed the boundaries of my restraint. The lace fabric yielded to his intent, and his finger delved into my wetness, a torturous tease that left me whimpering and aching for more.