“Well, I’ll remember that,” I gasped.
He reached over and began stroking me through my jeans.
“Don’t tease me,” I murmured. “That’s not fair.”
“Hmm. Of course it is.”
“No,” I whispered.
“Yes.”
“Why are you torturing me” I was damn near whining.
“Because we’re home now.”
Thank God! Any longer, and I would have had to take matters into my own hands. As it was, I was so aroused my head seemed to spin. William opened my door and hauled me out, standing me on my feet. I was so drunk with desire I swayed between him and the open car door. He held me to keep me from falling over.
“I know, princess. I’m going to take care of you.”
“My knees feel so weak.”
“Glad to hear it.”
Somehow, we managed to get up the stairs to my place and inside without me falling. Once inside, I closed the d
