Miss Minnie and the Brass Pluggit Page 22
by Sahara Kelly
No hesitation at all. She opened for him with a quiet, eager noise, her hips lifting toward his hand. “And here I was, certain you’d want to see my breasts first. You seem so fond of them.”
“I know how to take my time.”
Her voice dropped to a whisper. “Are you going to take me?”
Wilder slipped his hand under her gown, between her legs. “You mean am I going to fuck you?”