I stayed motionless, expecting him to stop out of disappointment. But Thorne only stopped his kisses for a second and, lifting his gaze, let out a raspy laugh that made my skin prickle.
"I know" he said, looking at me with a terrifying possessiveness. "And you have no idea how happy it makes me to know that I’m going to be the only one to taste you."
Without giving me time to process his words, Thorne used his teeth to hook the edge of my lingerie and, with a skillful movement, got rid of the lower garment.
I gave a small jump on the bed, feeling completely exposed for the first time.
He stayed silent for a few seconds, kneeling between my open legs, detailing my intimacy as if it were something untouchable.
"Thorne?" I asked, fearing he had regretted it or was disappointed in some wa
