“That’s the only reason?” With a mock-wince, he gives my thigh a squeeze. “And your tits look fucking amazing in this dress.” The groan that escapes him then is low and guttural. He closes his eyes and breathes in through his nose, then lets it out slowly. “Sorry.” He blinks his eyes open. “I have to be honest.” The boyish grin he gives me has my stomach dipping.
