~ LYRA ~
How does Ronan expect me to answer his questions when he’s so close I can almost taste him? His scent calls to me, tempting me to rip off his clothes just to see the hard flesh beneath. My eyes flutter shut as my heart thunders in my chest. I lick my lips, remembering how delicious he’d tasted, how perfect it felt to be wrapped in his arms as our lips collided in those dreams. A tidal wave of arousal nearly knocks me over, my c**t so sensitive I wonder if I’ll climax with a simple shift of my legs.
Pull yourself together and answer him, goddammit!
"I wanted to come to Moonmark Ink because I felt compelled," I confess, my voice trembling. "I don't know why. I just know that the moment I saw your advert online, I knew this was where I needed to come to get this done. And no, my f
