It pushes me right to the edge.
I’m already unraveling, breath catching on tiny gasps, my thighs trembling around him.
“Jesse…”
He drives me deeper into the bliss pouring through my veins, his movements confident, controlled, absolutely ruinous.
I don’t stand a chance. Not with the way he holds me. Not with the way he moves—he knows exactly how I’m falling apart beneath him.
I can’t slow it.
I can’t stop it.
I can’t savor anything…
I’m going to fall.
He’s going to push me over no matter what.
And I want it.
“Oh, Honeybee…” His voice cracks with want. “If you keep making sounds like that, I’m not gonna last.”
My heart slams twice.
My hands slip up to cup his jaw, pulling him down into another hungry kiss. He groans into my mouth, a deep, desperate sound that vibrates down my spine.
His hand fists in my hair, guiding my head back as he mouths down my throat, teeth scraping lightly, wickedly…
“Jesse…” I choke out, thighs trembling.
“Tell me what you want,” he orders darkly. “Right now.”
“I want…”
He presses closer, pinning me just enough that my breath breaks into a moan, my body arching helplessly into his.
“Say it,” he whispers, sharp with desire. “I’ll give you anything.”
Lightning flashes, bright, violent, splitting the stable in two for an instant.
The world flickers. His touch is molten heat and vanishing smoke at the same time.
My pulse surges.
His mouth finds mine in a deep, consuming kiss…
And the entire world breaks.
The stables warp. The light dims. His hands blur at the edges.
“No, don’t…” I gasp, reaching for him.
The world detonates.
I bolt upright in bed with a sharp cry, chest heaving, sheets twisted around my hips like I’d been fighting him off or pulling him closer.
My body is shaking. My breath won’t slow.
