Don chuckled, the sound rich and deep, a bass note that seemed to resonate through her very soul. "Let's correct that mistake," he said, his voice a command that left no room for protest. He reached down and hooked his fingers into her panties, sliding them down her legs with a slow deliberateness that made her stomach flip.
The coolness of the air against her bare skin was a stark contrast to the heat that had built within her. She stepped out of the pool of fabric, feeling vulnerable and exposed. Don's eyes raked over her, his gaze a physical touch that seemed to sear her with its intensity. He nodded in approval, a smile playing on his lips. "Much better," he murmured.
He stepped closer, his hand reaching out to trace the line of her jaw, his thumb sliding over her bottom lip. His tou
