Jared’s kiss stopped, and he pulled back, his eyes dark with raw need as he looked at her, but he was still in control.“Not yet, sweetheart,” he said, his voice raspy.

“That will always be so fucking hot,” Hayden whispered, his face hot with desire. “You’ve been so tense, My. Too nervous to really let go.”

He fixed Myla with a possessive stare, reached for her, and gently pulled her into his lap, then crushed his mouth onto hers. He kissed her deeply, his tongue demanding and ...