Chapter 44
- Lana
- A slow smile pulls at my mouth. Watching Dominic, steady, controlled, always one step ahead, lose his composure because of me sends a rush through my body that feels dangerous.
- Wrong in the best way. I move my hips against him, trying to dull the sharp, needy ache curling low in my stomach. It doesn't help. It makes it worse. I press back again, more deliberately this time, chasing relief I know I won't get.