Chapter 97 Playing With Fire
- Evelyn
- Slipping my hand beneath the fabric of my nightie, my breath quickened involuntarily. The lingering sensitivity from last night made this an ill-advised indulgence, but resistance felt futile.
- Jacob had an undeniable knack for coaxing me into these daring acts. He was a risk-taker, and a risk himself by nature, an attribute that only heightened my desires for him.