In fact, every part of me could feel that answer.
“So, what are you going to do, Jenner?”
I held in my breath.
Waiting.
Longing.
“Follow me to my room.”
He wasn’t asking.
Did I want him to?
My skin was scorching, each swipe of his thumb igniting a new flame.
“Now?”
“Yes.” He stood, towering over me, making me feel so tiny in this chair. “Right now.”
He held out his hand for me to grab.
The second our fingers linked, a bolt of energy passed through me. I almost jumped from how strong it was.
There was only one place my feet were going to lead me.
There was no sense of even trying to talk myself out of this, to try to delay going to his room.
Having s*x with this man was inevitable.
Because, in this moment, I belonged to Jenner.
With our fingers still gripped, I rose from my
