I didn’t even get a chance to stand. He dragged me back down, his hands rough but sure, fingers digging into my hips like he couldn’t stand an inch of distance. My legs were still trembling from the last time, but the second he pressed himself against me again, all that trembling turned into a rush of heat.
“Still shaking?” he murmured against my ear, voice low and dark. “Good.”
He flipped me over without warning. My back hit the cool sheets and he was on top of me in a heartbeat, pinning my wrists above my head with one big hand. The other slid down my stomach, teasing, rubbing circles over my skin until my breath came out in choked gasps.
“Open for me,” he growled. “Show me how bad you want it.”
I spread my legs, chest rising and falling hard, completely exposed under his weight. His
