Chapter 16

• Anastasia didn't answer, half-expecting him to repeat the nipple flicking, but he did something else.
• Only when her panties were pooled at her ankles did she notice him on one knee, inspecting her from below with a dark, heavy-lidded stare.
• Heat seared her insides; she choked back any remaining defiance as his hand found her folds, parting them. He chuckled, noting her wetness. Her knees trembled as he retracted his fingers, smearing her arousal across her ass cheeks.