#Chapter 73 Self-Defense

Our lovemaking ended in a mind-shattering explosion. Instinctually, I wanted to nuzzle into his chest afterwards, but there was work to be done. I fully expected my colleagues to be blowing my phone up, wondering where I was. I pulled off Andrew’s lap and rushed to put myself back together. When it came time for my heels, I frantically searched for them but could not find them anywhere. “Looking for these?” Andrew asked. When I turned to face him, he was holding my shoes in his hand, a crooked half-smile lighting up his face. “Here, let me help you.” He bent down on one knee before me, lifted my foot, and slid it gently into my heel. After securing it tightly with the strap, he moved on to the next foot and repeated the process. Once finished, he slid his hand slowly up the back of my leg and kissed my knee. I leaned my head back, my mouth opened slightly. My underwear moistened. I could have easily ret