Eliza
Brandon nibbles on my neck and whispers into my ear. “You smell so delicious.”
Large hands are caressing my skin, and I shudder. My head is disrupting my thoughts. I’m leaning into Brandon’s strokes, craving more than just his touch. I’m so horny that it’s physically painful, but even though my body is surrendering to the heat, my brain is fighting the arousal.
The same question from earlier echoes in my mind: Is this truly what you want?
Brandon takes my earlobe into his mouth before whispering. “I can’t wait to f**k you, Eliza.”
Instead of turning me on with his words, a single teardrop falls down my cheek, and I have no idea what I’m going to say. My mind is perfectly clear at this moment: I want Kai and not Brandon.
It seems love is winning over lust, and even though I’m fi
