Chapter 4
Karin
I hear the rasp of my dress zipper lowering further, and then cool air on my skin. I sit up just enough to slip my arms out of the sleeves, and lie back down. His hands are on my skin again, and I forget everything but that.
I only realize how rigid my muscles are when he starts to knead them, his powerful hands soothingly rubbing me over until I relax enough for him to knead deeply. My back pops several times and I gasp, going almost limp. I’m entirely in his control now.
And I love it.
The most I’ve ever felt with a guy has been frustrated arousal and a wistful sort of comfort. This is already different. He’s only touched my bare back so far, not even unfastening my b*a. And I’m already swooning.
Even Samantha seems to think I need to get rid of Terry as soon as hum
