Chapter Twenty
“I’m a strong, independent woman, Flynn. I can do it myself.” I’m sure he can see from the smirk on my face and the twinkle in my eye I’m teasing. I jump down off the edge of the bed and move to stand before him.
“I’ll just sit here and watch then.” He shrugs, then pops open the button on his trousers and undoes the zip.
Such a delicious sight. Flynn, half n***d and eager for me, watching my every move. It seems crazy, it is crazy, but it’s also right. We should be together, everything within me cries out for him, and now I’m going to give in to my desires and I’m going to have him, completely and utterly.
My hands shake as I attempt to pull down my zip, and with a wicked smile I turn around so my back is facing him. I shimmy out of my trousers and the plain, boring whit
