Chapter 17Bridget
He threw me onto my bed, and my entire body was on fire for his touch. The look in his eye was nothing short of primal, and I wanted one last experience with him. One last memory to hold on to before his outlook on me forever changed within the confines of his mind.
“Look underneath the bed,” I said.
He looked at me strangely, but all I did was begin to shimmy out of my clothes. Piece by piece, they fell away from me. When I stood on my knees, naked for him on my bed, I pulled at my n*****s and asked him again.
“Look. Underneath. The bed.”
He dropped to his knees and felt around before I saw the look on his face. He pulled out the trunk underneath my bed and snapped the lid open. The glimmer of deviousness that wafted over his face was one I’d never forget. He began
