Chapter 9: A Flirty Cure

"Pervert!" Maddie Zimmerman flushed scarlet, snapping at him. She twisted hard, trying to wrench free, but his grip didn't budge and her wrist started to ache. "You think I was just talking big?" Lewis Casson barked out the words, gave her a sharp smack on the butt, and added, "Sit still. I'll work a few pressure points. Give it a minute and it'll stop hurting." He didn't wait for permission. His palm settled, warm and firm, on her lower belly. "Ah! Pervert, if you dare try anything, I'll-" She...