Chapter 57 Fifty Seven
- I didn’t know what I had done to deserve more heat. I would intentionally be naughty every day if that's what I would get for breaking a promise.
- “You want to rip my jeans? Don’t you?” I said, clutching Desmond’s hand on my thigh.
- “I want to tear your panties to shreds, too. My wishes would shock you. The question is, would you let me?” Desmond pinched my bottom, seductively biting his lower lip.