LILA'S POV
For a man I should hate... For a man I should be running from... For a man who's going to ruin me, over and over again... I shouldn't be kissing him. I shouldn't be aching to inhale his cologne, to have him this close.To taste those lips again. And worst of all? To have his c**k buried so deep inside me that I forget who I am.
I shouldn't want any of this. I shouldn't crave it.I shouldn't desire it.
But I do. My heart shouldn't be beating this fast.
My thighs shouldn't be clenching just from his voice.
And I sure as hell shouldn't be looking at him like I'd let him destroy me all over again, just to feel him once more.
But I am. God help me... I am.
He pulls me close , so close , with hands that don't ask, only take.
His hips press into mine, firm and deliberate, until I
