*Triggering Content*
Holden POV
Aspen's hot sweating body is swaying against mine, grinding on me on this dance floor. The loud music blares around us. Bast wanted us to dance on the floor together like we are animals trying to f**k. And I couldn't exactly say no to that.
My tongue rakes the sweat up her neck and I bite down on her earlobe. Oh, God. I know she feels my rock-hard c**k up against that sweet little ass of hers. Her head leans back as her hands grip tight on my hands up her chest and on her waist.
Fuck. f**k. Control, Holden, control. You haven't lost control in 20 years, don't let it all go in the trash now. She pushes her face up to mine and I tongue her until we hit a wall on the club. God, I want to f*****g rip her clothes off and shove my-
"You think that got their
