We both stopped moving; I think I even stopped breathing for a second or more, waiting for her reaction. I sucked in my breath and waited for her to pull away, to say something that would bring me back from the edge I was headed for because I knew I couldn’t do it on my own.

For the first time in my life, I was at someone else’s mercy. I felt weak and strong at the same time, which is freaky as shit, but I had enough control left to walk away if that’s what she wanted, even ...