At Fred’s subtle touch, my breath caught in my throat.
A small moan of delight escaped me, and I clutched at his sleeve. “Do it again,” I whispered.
He moved his fingers over the spot once more, his breath coming hard with excitement. I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out with sheer pleasure.
“What do you think?” he murmured huskily in my ear.
Oh God, I was in danger of losing control if he didn’t stop.
“Classic Puuc,” I said with a gasp.
“Do you think so?” He touched the monitor again...