Chapter 41 Is It Pretty?
- My body tensed up. I quickly let go of Damien’s hand, which I’d been massaging, and stepped aside.
- Lowering my head, I rubbed my fingers together, only to find my palms slick with sweat.
- If it weren’t for the fact that I needed to borrow Damien’s influence, I would never have dared to try and please him like this.