Davina's POV
Going on my knees meant surrendering to this man who I had vowed not to have anything with, whom I had vowed to destroy. I didn't even know what I wanted with him anymore, or if I was going to regret all my actions later. But at this moment, I didn't care. I would let my body and my desires take the lead.
So I did as he had asked.
Slowly, I dropped to my knees, eyes locked with his. He sucked in a sharp breath, as if the sight of me go down like this was too much for him to handle.
My eyes dropped to the huge bulge in his pants that stood proud and menacing before me, and for a moment, I panicked.
"Scared now?" He teased, reaching for his shirt and taking it off.
I swallowed hard, gawking at the ripples and planes of his torso. I had seen him before like this, but never
