A Demon Bound (Imp #1)

by Debra Dunbar

I wondered if I could snake my hand up further and get in a quick grope before he removed my arm from my body. I wondered what angel genitals felt like. Did they even have genitals? Maybe they were anatomically like Ken dolls.

I continued to sing, belting out the chorus before turning my eyes back to the road. Gregory scooted a little away from me, a look of near terror on his face. It’s not like he could scoot far, though. He was supersized and my car was too small for distance.

Hurt. If only. I looked at Candy and she had the one eyebrow, wise Spock look going on. Didn’t fool her. She might be a total prude, but she knew exactly what had happened when Wyatt rubbed the mark.