Chapter 2
Mira’s pov
Jace stepped between me and the door the second the washer lid clicked shut and I did not even get a full breath in before his hands were on my wrists.
He walked me backward until my ass hit the side of a dryer and then he pinned both of my arms up against the warm metal, holding them there like he had already decided I was not leaving.
Cole dropped to his knees right in front of me without saying a word first.
He shoved my shorts up my thighs and yanked my soaked panties to the side so hard the wet fabric dragged across my cunt.
My first instinct was to tell them to stop. The words came out broken and small because Cole’s mouth was already on me.
“Wait—Cole, wait, you cannot just—”
He licked a long slow stripe straight up my dripping slit and I choked on t
