Chapter 20
LILY
My body is still trembling as I collapse back against the sheets, my chest heaving, my thighs trembling.
I’m a mess. I’m dripping and sticky and still quivering, not entirely satisfied. Usually a release is just that—a release—and then I go back to business as usual.
This was not that.
Something tells me I’ll never be able to go back to business as usual after tonight.
I lie here gasping, my hand still between my legs, and the realization is hard to escape: I was turned on by a man. I felt pleasure instead of fear or pain—and I want more.
A lot more.
Mason's hands, Mason's mouth, Mason's intensity playing through my mind like a loop I couldn't—don't want to—break.
He’s big. He’s intense. He’s celebrated for the violent things he’s done—for the people he’s most assuredly killed. He should be scary. But three words echo in my chest.
I want him.
Anxiety and want war inside me, leaving me shaking for reasons that have nothing to do with the orgasm fading from my body and everything to do with the man who's gotten under my skin so completely.
He hasn’t even touched me yet.
Except I know in my heart that somehow he has.