“Please,” I whispered, my voice cracking. “Lucian, please… just give it to me.”
He tilted his head, smiling that infuriating half-smile.
“Will you be a bad girl again?”
I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t want to be good. I was loving every second of this.
“Yes,” I whispered before I could think, and his grin deepened.
He ran his thumb slowly along my entrance, then slipped a finger inside. My head fell back, a moan breaking from me. The relief was instant, but not enough—I needed more. I moved against him, trying to draw him deeper.
“Lucian,” I gasped, writhing beneath him, tugging at the restraints.
He added another finger and curled upward, brushing that perfect spot inside me. I cried out, raw and breathless, hips arching, chasing the high I was seconds from reaching.
Then he p
