His hand slid lower, fingers dipping just beneath the lace edge of her panties. "But since you're so eager..."
Holly's breath hitched as his fingers traced the sensitive skin of her lower abdomen, moving with teasing slowness. He pressed his lips to her neck, his other hand coming up to cup her breast through her bra.
"Tell me, Holly," he murmured against her skin. "Did you wear these for him? Or were you hoping someone like me would see them tonight?"
"I wore them for me," she answered truthfully, her voice barely steady as his thumb brushed across her n****e, sending sparks of pleasure through her body. "But I'm not disappointed you're the one seeing them."
Conner turned her around abruptly, his eyes dark with desire as he took in the sight of her nearly naked body. "Better," he said
