I trailed my fingertips all the way to the promised land. Lina jumped and tried to close her knees, but it was too late. I’d found what I was looking for. That damp spot on the silk I’d yet to see. But I could feel it. Her thighs trembled around my hand. “What sounds good to you, Angel,” I asked her. The look she shot me was a beautiful combination of shock and naked desire. “Wh-what?” “Dessert,” I said, pressing two fingers to that delectable wet spot. “Tell me what you want.”
