Chapter 108 Best Birthday Ever

• He went to his knees.
• He gripped her thighs with his hands, spreading them apart. His hands were shaking with desire as he inhaled her scent, his groans vibrating in his chest. His fingers hooked under her panties and pulled them down to her ankles, where he left them in a heap of black lace.
• "So fucking wet for me," he muttered as his breath was warming her moist mound. "Were you thinking about this during dinner? Making yourself wet for me?"