“It’s much easier for me to keep my hands on you if you’re next to me, baby.” Proving his point, he slips his hand in between my thighs under the table. “I know you’re not wearing anything under that dress.” A small gasp escapes me. But inside I'm ablaze with his hand burning up my thigh. “How would you even know that?” His voice lowers, like soft silk to my ear. “I have your panties in my pocket, princess.”
