Kylie’s POV.

Logan’s touch was calculated, precise, and intimate. He caressed my private parts, enough to arouse me, but never crossed a line into the wild or disrespectful territory. Each touch felt like an assertion of dominance, a silent message that my body now belonged to him. I felt a wave of discomfort every time his fingers explored a new area, but he never pushed too far. He was reading my reactions, gauging my likes and dislikes with an unsettling ...