Chapter 71

• Draven
• I don’t have it in me to answer, and Emma’s grin widens into something wicked when she realizes she is in control. When she leans down, her wild brown hair brushes my chest, and I inhale to get a whiff of her shampoo—honey, pine, and something uniquely her.
• “Look at you…” Emma trails her finger down my sternum until it reaches my abs, where my cock is aligned. Large and already dripping with precum. “So hard and needy for your master already. You love it when I take control, don’t you?”