Chapter 130 5 Ten Minutes

• Ten minutes turned into six.
• Nathan’s hand had never really left her. It moved from her ass up the curve of her waist, over her ribs, and settled on her breast, his thumb trailing slowly across the nipple until it tightened into a hard peak under his touch. Genevieve turned her face into his chest and made a soft sound when he pinched it between finger and thumb, rolling it until the sensation went straight down between her legs.
• “Already?” she asked, voice still rough from earlier.