right hand in between her thighs, feeling the warmth of her thighs. He kissed her, waking her up. Maya lay tangled in crisp white sheets, her skin sli

hispered, voice

owled against

lders so hard her nails left half-moon marks. His muscles bunched and flex

er, one hand cupping her breast, the other gripp

commanded, voic

zel eyes burned into hers, wild with possess

ke heaven,"

ach stroke. Wet heat coiled inside her, ready to snap. She didn't want to think about

," she

d. The bed creaked beneath them. She dug her fingers into his back, half sobbi

ime as he spilled inside her. She lays boneless and spent, her cheek resting a

eased out from under her. Careful. Silent. He slipped into sweatpants, grabbed his phone, and padded quietly int

os

ground. Something doesn't feel right. Name: Maya... I wan

ow

aid. "Don't l

ll give you deta

stared at the

re than he'd want

The way she sometimes looked at him li

ing her close. She murmured something in her sleep, pressing her

when I asked you to be mine. I almost believed you were in love with