Forbidden Romance Tales
she admitted, giggling as his knuckle trailed slowly over her bare thighs, sending shivers racing up her spine.
"Naughty girl! You really want it today, don't you?" His finger brushed dangerously close to her exposed folds.
"I do," she breathed.
"You do?" He pressed, teasing the wetness there.
She nodded eagerly, her cheeks flushing.
"All right. I got your favorites."
Brad reached into the desk drawer, pulling out a pair of white lace panties, the ones she'd left behind from their last frantic fuck in this very room, a reminder of her submission.
"You know my favorite. Oh my goodness, I can't believe you still have them," Marie said, her eyes widening with delight and arousal.