Chapter Five
STERLING
It’s not like I have any self-control left at the moment. I want this man, I need him, not just physically, but I feel like I need him emotionally too. Like I can’t think straight without him touching me like there is just too much wrong for me to be able to deal with this on my own.
“Almost.” Wilder meets my eyes and, f**k me if that doesn’t nearly make me come already. That sharp gaze connects with something inside me, something that needs this to be with him, with Wilder.
I try to move with him, against him, anything to make him make me feel things. When he comes closer again, I’m not sure about what I really want, but I want him to touch me. I reach down between us, touching him where our bodies meet, wrapping my hand around him, around myself. My hands are sm
