Lirael's POV

A breath shuddered out of her as my hand slid up her waist to cup her breast, and I smiled to myself as I felt her hard nipple pressing into my palm.

Her head fell forward. “You hurt me, and that’s not what this was supposed to be about. I think it might be better if we just let things go.”

Shock rattled through me, followed by a swift sting behind my ribs. “What if I don’t want to let things go?”

She turned, pressing her back against the door and looking up at me. ...