(Sienna)I initiated it.That felt crucial to claim, at least for my own fractured conscience. I crossed the bedroom, pressed my lips to his, and sealed the decision with every filthy detail in mind—the steep price of surrender, the ache I'd nursed for months.He pulled back just enough to search my eyes, his gaze heavy-lidded and ravenous."Sienna.""Yes," I breathed, my voice thick with need. "Clearly."The consent hung raw between us, and his mouth twitched toward that devastating smile, the one that reshaped his sharp features into something dangerously human. Then his hands cradled my jaw, thumbs tracing my pulse, and the smile vanished beneath the heat of his kiss.He moved with that maddening unhurried precision I'd burned to erase from memory. Every brush of his lips deliberate, tongue teasing the seam of my mouth before delving deep. Pauses where he'd hover, breath scorching my skin, asking silent permissions he already owned.My dress pooled at my feet sometime amid the haze
Última actualización : 2026-03-11 Leer más