Restraints

Lorenzo’s POV

The morning air is crisp, carrying the faint scent of rain from the night before. I lay awake, staring at the ceiling, my body still taut with the remnants of restraint. Last night tested my limits in ways I hadn’t expected. The teasing, the provocation—Sienna has no idea what she’s doing to me. Or maybe she does.

Exhaling sharply, I run a hand down my face, willing the heat lingerin