Even without his words, I would’ve felt his need as it pressed hard against me. The look in his eyes was a new one, it reminded me of a predatory animal stalking its prey, and yet I felt no fear. I wanted whatever his eyes were offering.

My insides turned to liquid, and I could feel heat gather between my thighs and spread to my tummy, where a sweet, slow-burning ache began. My knees quivered and would’ve given out if he wasn’t holding onto me.

His hands felt twice their ...