Chapter 139

Candace kept her features calm while dark excitement rose. Deep down, she already knew nothing would happen between him and Michelle. It was a relief to admit it. And also mildly upsetting, which didn’t make sense. With the Michelle issue out of the way…Help.

“I promised not to touch you. I’m not going to touch you. But—” he put his wine on the picnic table and she braced herself “—you can always touch me…or yourself.”

Oh, no. This was crazy. She was on fire, at the same time clenching her thighs prudishly together. She’d never…not in front of a man.

“Listen to what I want to do to you, Candace. Everything I planned to do when we woke up together on Friday and never got to. I’ve been tortured by the thought of it ever since. I want you to be tortured, too.”

He spoke in a low, mesmerizing voice of undressing her slowly, watching her breasts emerge, free and heavy, from the bra she imprisoned them in and exploring her nipples with his tongue. Her breath hitched