Chapter 194 Thought You'd Never Ask

• Nolan teased me with his fingertips till I was writhing, unable to stay still though he had a tight hold on my body and kept me seated in his lap. His mouth was busy on my neck, alternately breathing heavily to take in my scent and giving me hard, sloppy bite-kisses that felt like they’d leave bruises.
• I ran my fingers through his hair, slid my hands down his neck and all across the broad muscles of his shoulders.
• And grumbled impatiently, “Oh, fuck me.”