Screwed Into Forever [Forbidden Collection]
Walked the cold streets back to my loft.
The clawfoot tub waited. I filled it with scalding water and lavender oil, sank in up to my chin, and let the heat soak into my bones.
And then the memories came, uninvited.
Jace’s mouth between my thighs, relentless, hungry. The way he’d looked up at me while he licked, eyes dark and possessive. The stretch of him inside me, thick and unyielding, hitting places that made my vision white out. The sound he’d made when I clenched around him—raw, broken, like I’d ruined him.