The Edge of Control

Torin

Her mouth found my throat as her fingers raked up and down my sweater as if hating the barrier of fabric between her skin and mine.

"Nadia!" *My voice came out strained, utterly wrecked, and nothing like the confident tone I usually managed around her.

She either didn’t hear me or thought it was me calling out to her because she inched closer, her hands grabbing my shoulders, half tearing an