Grayson's hands slid higher on Honey's thighs, his thumbs tracing patterns that made her breath hitch, and she could see the heat building in his eyes.

"I need you to understand something," he said, his voice dropping to that commanding tone that made her core clench. "When I say you're mine, I mean it. Not as property. You need to understand you are my equal. My partner."

"Partner implies we're on the same level." Honey's voice came out breathier than she intended. "But you like ...