Evie Stanton

“Take off your pants, sweetheart.”

I could barely hear Thane’s voice over the pounding of my heart. My entire body wound tight. Trapped beneath my skin, needing just enough friction to set me free. Everything felt like it was burning.

Flames lapped at me like water, aching to pull me under.

And I wanted it. To be thrashed beneath the surface, fighting for air when bliss encompassed me.

But I wasn’t there yet. ...