ALICE
I cried out, nails dragging down his back as another wave of pleasure washed over my entire body.
I won't ever be able to get enough of this.
That was the thought that crossed my mind instead of regret. This was the second time that should never have happened, yet, all I could focus on was how good my body felt. How unburdened my mind was.
Things were getting slightly out of control and I wouldn't bother lying to myself that they weren't.
After what he told me last night, I should've stayed away from him. The sheer possessiveness of his words should've terrified me. It genuinely should have been a sign that Theodore Linden-Hawthorne was the proverbial asshole, because what damn right did he have over me to act so possessively? What had I promised him?
I was very clear when I
