Isla’s POV
I leaned back against the bed, my chest rising fast, hands trembling just slightly as I watched him. The vibrator rested on the nightstand, a little reminder of the gift he had given me. And the small stack of couple s*x cards I had bought for him sat there too, the cards’ instructions teasing at what was to come.
Zayne’s gaze met mine, smoldering, full of that dominance I’d been craving for months, yet softened with tenderness only I ever got to see. “You ready?” he asked, a sly edge to his voice, but warm, teasing, waiting for my answer.
“Ready? Like ready for school?” I teased, expecting his reaction.
He chuckled softly, that low sound that always sent shivers down my spine. “School, huh? You could’ve been more specific and said "a marathon workout.”
I rolled my eyes, b
