Chapter 22 - SophieJust as my fingers dip inside his waistband to reach for his c**k, he grabs my wrist and stops me.
"You don’t have to do that." His voice is soft, but the hold on my wrist is firm.
I’m breathless and turned on and the harsh sting of rejection is like a slap to the face. It’s totally unexpected and more brutal than I ever imagined. He doesn’t want me touching him.
I rise to my feet on unsteady legs, Colton’s eyes following my movements. The wine creates a sour pit in my stomach and my head is spinning. "Why did you bring me here?” I hate that my voice is too high and shaky. “I want the truth." I bite out the words and wait, my heart thundering in my chest.
His eyes dart away from mine. "Companionship." He’s holding something back. And I want to know what. I watch him
