♡Astrid♡

 His fingers slid into my hair, tugging hard at the roots. My lips parted in a silent moan, a rush of pain and pleasure rushing through me.

 Let's not even talk about the warmth pooling low in my belly.

 His eyes met mine, and he raised a brow.

 "Sure you want to do this?" he asked, and I narrowed my eyes.

 "Backing out already?" I shot back, watching the way his lips curved into a smile — a little sadistic, a little knowing.

 He said nothing else before walking out of my ...