“Sage I—”
“I mean it.”
I let my own towel drop.
His eyes darkened and then his lips crashed onto mine. I kissed him back—hard.
Mark made a sound in his throat, something between a groan and a curse, but he didn’t pull away. He kissed me back, his grip on my hips tightening, and for a second, I thought he was going to give in easily.
But then he pulled back, just slightly, his breathing uneven. “Sage—”
“Don’t be gentle with me,” I cut him off, my fingers digging into his shoulders. “I don’t want soft, I don’t want slow—I just want you.”
His jaw tightened, his eyes darkening in a way that sent a shiver down my spine. Darkened that they look pitch black
“Use me,” I whispered. “Take me how you want. Don’t hold back.”
In an instant, I was flipped onto my back, Mark hovering over me, hi
