~ Nicholas POV ~
I watched her sleeping face, my palm tucked beneath my head, my gaze tracing every soft line as if I were afraid she might vanish if I looked away.
Her breathing was slow and to calm for what I had put her through. She was exhausted from all the s****l explorations from last night.
Last night, I had lost every shred of my self-control. I kept flipping her, molding her body to my whims, thrusting into her so deeply I felt like I was trying to leave a permanent mark on her soul.
I’ve always been a man who prefers it rough and unapologetic in bed, and last night, I didn't offer her an ounce of gentleness.
I had tried… God knows I tried. But resisting her felt impossible. Not when she tasted like temptation itself. Not when every sound she made pushed me closer to the edg
