Maisie
I averted my gaze to hide my blush. "I'm sure you have a bottle of lotion somewhere around here. And if you don't, I'm sure your darlingSofia can help you with that. You seem close enough to--"
"We're merely acquaintances," he said.
"Do all your acquaintances always shove their breasts in your face?"
One corner of his mouth lifted. "You sound jealous. I thought you didn't care."
I scowled. "I'm not. I don't. Let go of my ass."
"Ask nicely," he murmured, "and I might consider it." His hand spread wider across my ass, fingers digging into the soft flesh, and he rolled his hips upward once.
The friction tore a sharp breath from my lungs. Lust slammed through me so hard my vision blurred at the edges and I bit my bottom lip to keep a moan from escaping.
