POV: Kim
The single word had barely left my lips before the cabin vanished, swallowed whole by an immediate, suffocating rush of heat and mass.
There was no negotiation phase. The heavy leather sofa received my weight as Jake bore me down, his large body dropping over mine, pinning my hips to the cushions with the effortless, unyielding weight of his thighs.
There was no gentle transition. His hands slid beneath the hem of my shirt, his fingers hot and rough as they gripped my waist, sending a violent shockwave straight to my core.
"No turning back now, Kimmie," Jake murmured against my mouth, his breath scorching, his eyes reflecting the pale starlight like twin amber coals. "You said the word. You're entirely mine tonight."
Before I could even locate a sarcastic retort, his teet
