Kimbra
"If the last twenty-four hours are a true guide, I'd doubt you've ever been called one even behind your back," I reply.
Though his smile keeps me focused, I can't stop the realization that twenty-four hours have nearly passed and our weekend is dwindling away.
"Would you like to know the real reason I want to remove those cute little shorts?" Duncan asks.
I shift against the bark as his words, combined with the shimmer in his gaze, warm my skin. "I'm not sure."
Duncan lifts the hand he's still holding to his lips and kisses the end of each finger, sending shivers from each point of contact directly to my core. My eyes flutter and thighs press together as I try to stay focused.
It's as he sucks my pinkie into his mouth that my lips part and I gasp. I swear I can feel it all t
