Chapter 45 Forty Five

• Blindfolded and floating midair. A man had never got me into that position before. My brain was bursting with anticipation. What was Desmond going to do next?
• His hand traveled down my torso, lightly tugging at my shirt. My clothes were still on. He would have to strip me naked before getting his hands on me. I had never been this impatient to get my clothes taken off.
• Fisting his shirt with one hand, I put the other one around the nape of his neck. “What are you doing now? Don’t tease me by going slow.”