Chapter 4

My body was still trembling as I lay sprawled on the bedside, my skin flushed and slick, my breath coming in ragged gasps as the last waves of my orgasm faded.

I knew better. I always knew better. But the need had been too much, the memory of Ethan’s hands, his mouth, his cock, too fresh in my mind. I had given in, and now I would pay for it.

The door creaked open.

My body tensed, my muscles locking as the weight of his presence filled the room before I even saw him.

The ...