There is no resisting her. Even if he had doubted Frazer's word, he is too far gone to let the threat of punishment stop him. So he submits: abruptly releases her arm and turns his hand over, resting his palm on her inner thigh, his fingertips biting down into her soft, covered skin as she rocks and grinds into him.

The fabric is harsh on his bare, over-sensitive skin. In seconds she's already worked his blood into a frenzy, his heart drumming in his ears and his body twitching reflexively with every touch.