Chapter 164 One-hundred And Sixty-four

• Millicent
• He made good on that vow. His lips traced over my ankles, then up my calves, slow and deliberate, making my knees weak before he even reached the backs of them. He lingered there, nipping at the tender spot, then moved higher, spreading my thighs wider as he kissed his way along the inside. When he finally reached the edge of my underwear I was trembling, already dripping with need.
• "Please," I gasped, shameless and desperate.