*Liam*
She had almost given herself away. I almost tell her that I know who she is, but for whatever reason, she needs the secrecy, and doesn't trust me with the truth. At this moment, rakehell that I am, I care only that she trusts me with her body.
I intend to ensure she has no regrets on that score.
I curse the blasted darkness. I wanted to do more than lightly trail a finger over her skin when she is bared to me, but I knew that if I cupped a perfectly formed breast, pinched a pale pink n****e, or buried my fingers in the curls between her thighs, I wouldn’t be able to hold myself in check. I would toss her on the bed and have my way with her then and there.
But I want the damnable mask gone.
So now there is nothing to interfere with my enjoying her completely. Thrusting my hand i
