#Chapter 59: Complicated

NOLAN Nolan’s secretary was blowing up his phone on the drive home. Just more scheduling problems. Work problems. He turned his phone off and gave it to Yena to put in her purse. Then he told her to scoot closer to him. She slid over. He reached in through the slit in the skirt. His rough fingertips caught on her delicate nylon stockings. They were thigh-high and had a little band of lace at the top. Nolan’s fingers reached the top of the stocking and made contact with her skin. He pushed his hand carefully between her thighs. Yena closed her eyes and shivered. With his other hand, Nolan moved her face to angle it toward his. He whispered, “Open your eyes.” She blinked her big blue eyes open, and he stared into them. They were pulling up to the palace quickly, though. Nolan licked his fingers clean and dried them on a handkerchief he produced from his jacket pocket. Yena shimmied h