Leah

For a moment, I thought he'd go through with it, but he didn't. He just exhaled slowly and rested his forehead against mine, eyes closing like it cost him something to stop.

"Fuck," he muttered, his voice rough, almost pained. "I want you... so badly, doll."

I tried my best not to squirm when my eyes caught the obvious bulge in his pants.

"Should... you be acting this way when you're married?" I snapped, trying to summon anger to mask the ache building between my thighs.

He chuckled ...