GARRETT POV
*I feel like I’m drowning — Two Feet*
My mate was perfect.
I know—I might have said that a million times already.
Didn’t matter.
It was still the truth.
She was.
In every damn way.
And Goddess… her taste.
Sweet. Addictive.
My new favorite f*****g dessert.
I wanted to wake up every morning with my head between her legs, start my day there, end it there, live there if she’d let me.
When she came—screaming my name like that—
Yeah.
I was done for.
There was no holding back after that.
Not even a chance.
I had been riding that edge for too long already, holding myself together out of sheer willpower, out of respect, out of knowing she wanted control first.
But watching her fall apart?
Watching her hips tremble, her mouth part, her eyes locked on mine like I was th
