Mia’s POV
“So tell me, Mia…what do you want me to do with you?”
Sebastian’s low, gravelly whisper vibrated against my skin, sending a wave of electric heat straight down my spine. His hands remained planted firmly on the mattress on either side of my thighs, his broad shoulders blocking out the faint moonlight filtering through the small cabin window.
I swallowed hard, forcing myself not to shrink back against the thin cot mattress. The dark overshirt he’d thrown over me felt heavy and warm, carrying his distinct scent of smoky cedarwood and leather, but I refused to let him see how much his presence was overwhelming my senses.
“I want you to get off me,” I gritted out, my hands coming up to press against his rock-hard chest, trying desperately to create space. “And I want you to let m
