Like a programmed doll, I raised a jerky hand and slowly ran a helplessly caressing fingertip along the sensual curve of his firm mouth. "I loved you so much," I whispered, a whacky distress fracturing my tone of voice.
"That makes such a difference, my love." A vibrant smile slashed Grant's dark features as he parted his lips to capture that marauding finger and lave it with his tongue.
A low moan escaped the depths of my throat, a fierce ache stirring between my thighs and turning me livid. My eyelids lowered on passion-glazed eyes, my back arcing as I slid languorously lower in the seat. My submissive response dragged a stifled groan from Grant. He eased a hand beneath the hem of my dress, exploring the smooth skin of my inner thigh. My legs slid softly apart. The mere stroke of a fi
