plush leather couch. Her best friend, Kayla, had left hours ago, leaving Lena alone in the Sterling home. She should have lef

uldn't

hinking the things

she

n. He was older. Wiser. Controlled in a way that made her feel exposed. And lately, the way he looked at her

eak of stairs and str

alked into view, his white shirt unbuttoned at the collar, sleeves rolled to h

-Kayla left me her charg

epped closer, the air around him th

amming against her

echoed, steppin

k hit t

ed down at her like she was a puzzle he

s is wrong,"

ly. "Do you wa

screamed yes, even while her

op' and

di

hroat. "So fucking sweet, Lena. Always looking at me with those big

"I... I should

you

is mouth w

is hands gripped her waist, dragging her into him

slow and demanding. She melted. Heat coiled low

p," he rasped a

t you

s her legs locked around his waist, the har

he door shut behind him, and laid her

't treating

t

her in. She arched as his mouth trailed down he

d. She wasn't wearing a bra. Her nipples pebbled under his stare.

r lip. "I d

o his mouth, sucking

ther. "Don't lie to me. You wa

rs clawing his ha

d gi

g her panties with them. She was soaked. His thumb slid bet

dark with hunger. "You've been t

dy betraying her so completely. She whimpered when hi

a man touch

her head,

You'r

d, head falling back as he devoured her. His tongue worked her cl

rling-oh

ons sending her over the edge. She c

dn't

f her release, then rose with dark eyes and

red, wi

ard. Bigger tha

"I... I don't

chin. "You can.

ed in slowly. Her body stret

digging into his s

g her face the whole time. "That's

tomed out,

ill, letting

he

hen faster. Rougher. His hands gripped her

to him, he

wrong," sh

harder. "Then why do

hem. Skin slapped skin. H

Lena. I don't care

he was on her knees. He drove into her again, deep

," he d

she cried.

her clit, fast and ruthless.

ice more before spilling inside

ogether, tangled

es pa

her face. "You stil

"It was wrong... bu

se I'm not done with you

, she didn't