Hailey
A slow stroke of his fingers against my shorts had me trembling.
"You're f*****g soaked, Bunny. Fuck." His voice was rough, almost guttural. "You better tell me now before I lose my goddamn control."
My chest rose and fell in uneven breaths, my pulse hammering. I stared into his eyes, my heart slamming against my ribs as I whispered-
"Yes."
It wasn't enough for him.
"You need to be more specific," he rasped, his voice deep, rich, and utterly sinful.
I sucked in a breath, tilting my hips, grinding against him. A sharp groan tore from his throat.
"You," I breathed.
My fingers curled into him, pulling him closer.
"I want you, Damien."
Without another word, he flipped us, forcing me onto my hands and knees. A gasp left my lips, but before I could react
