Chapter 42
Skye's POV
His chest was heaving underneath me. His c**k was still throbbing inside me‚ still rock hard‚ still aching from the orgasm I had ripped away from him at the very last second. His eyes were bloodshot and desperate and his whole body was trembling with the kind of frustration that lives somewhere between agony and madness.
"Get off me‚ Skye‚" he said.
"No."
"Skye‚ I'm serious. Get off me right now."
"No‚ Thorne." I pressed my hands flat against his chest and settled my weight deeper into his lap‚ and I felt him twitch inside me and watched his jaw clench so hard the muscle jumped beneath his skin. "You cannot force me away. I will not go. Not until you tell me what I want to hear."
"Please‚ Skye—"
"No."
"Skye‚ you're not listening to me."
"I am." I rolled my h
