His to Watch

Cora's POV

"I'm sorry, Mr. Thorne."

My voice came out weak and breathy.

"Louder." His fingers pressed higher on my thigh, stopping just short of where my core throbbed for him. "I want to hear that voice you use when you're coming on my fingers."

Arrogant, cold-hearted man.

My thoughts screamed what my mouth couldn't say. I hope you choke on your smug satisfaction. I hope...

My face went hot. "I'm