CHAPTER 12: Desiree
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Desiree’s eyes popped open. She jerked on her hand, but Lee only tightened his hold on her wrist.
“Welcome back, darlin’. Now, answer my question?”
“What question?” The words came out a little sharper than they should’ve but damn it, she been so close to coming. He had no right to stop her. She needed that release. Her body vibrated like a too taut violin string.
“What color are you at? Red or Yellow because you sure as hell ain’t at Green.” He frowned down at her, his fingers tightening even more around her wrist.
“Ah...” Red meant stop and she didn’t want to do that.
“Des?” His tone was chiding.
She hated being treated like a child. Her boyfriends used to do it when they’d thought she was being unreasonable about something but no man had ever done it
