Instant Surrender

My breath hitched.

He lifted a hand..slow, giving me time to pull away and brushed a curl off my forehead. His fingertips grazed my skin and I swear electricity shot straight to my clit.

“Tell me to leave,” he said, voice rough now. “And I’ll go. Right now. No questions. No hard feelings.”

I opened my mouth.

Nothing came out.

His thumb traced the edge of my jaw. Down. To the hollow of my throat.