Chapter Three
When being touched there is a thin line between enjoying wonderful sensations and just being plain irritated. Bethany knew Stephen was close to crossing that line as he ran his fingers over her bare belly and traced lines with his tongue on the sensitive skin of her navel. If she could have focused her mind on him then she knew she would be able to enjoy the moment as she always had done in the past. First she would have to free her mind of the images that had raged in her brain almost constantly for the last couple of days, and that would be difficult.
Her emotions had fluctuated wildly since the burglary. She began the morning after calmly, carefully working out her story before phoning Stephen with the news, and then waiting for him to return before acting further. His i
