Chapter 176. Dad Was a Thief

I spun on my heel, crashing into the bedroom door with my full weight because the knob had not turned completely when I tried to get through the door in my blind panic.

But just one step in, and I could hear soft breathing from the bed. Still, I padded towards the bed with labored breath. 

When I saw his face, my back straightened, and I finally exhaled. 

I turned for the door again, and found Colt still standing outside, alone. When our eyes met, I shivered at the memory of his, I WANT TO EAT YOUR PUSSY.

His eyes ran down my body, taking in every inch of quivering muscle and exposed skin, but when he looked up, his face was blank, unreadable. 

I blinked, shaking logic back into my head as I turned for the staircase when I felt his fingers on my lower back. 

Just his index and middle fingers, warm, moving in a straight line from left to right.

I gasped, jumping as my clit started to pulse.

“I need to go have lunch,” I mutt