Chapter 169

• FITZ
• As much as I wanted to treasure every moment, to let each touch, each caress linger, I couldn’t contain myself. My hands wrapped around her soft, enticing waist and then I was setting her on my desk once more.
• It was a faint echo of what we had done that first time, when I had been on my knees worshipping her like she deserved, but I didn’t have nearly the same amount of patience at my command as I had then. I shoved her skirt up then greedily yanked her panties to the side, thrusting two fingers into her before she could even breathe a word.