Iris couldn’t answer this time; her voice seemed to have completely stopped functioning. She nodded, praying with everything in her heating-up body that he wouldn’t stop touching her.
Viking lifted his head again, stared into her eyes. He smiled at her clear desire, knowing now for sure that he wasn’t all alone in what he was feeling. She looked scared, though, and he didn’t want that. It was just about the last thing in the world he wanted.
“You want to know what you can do to me?” he said.
“What?” she stuttered. “What do you mean?”
“Ask me what I agree to.”
She was frozen in place, fighting to get up the courage to do what she really wanted to do – what it looked like Viking wanted, too.
But he wasn’t going to take that next step, she saw suddenly. He was going to make sure she w
