Cupping her jaw, Silas ran his thumb under her bottom lip. “I’d like to introduce a new rule to our dynamic, Ivy,” he said, voice both seductive and firm. She blinked up at him, vaguely aware that she’d hooked her fingers into the front of his button down. “What rule is that?” “You no longer hide what you want from me.” He stared into her eyes, gently sweeping the pad of his thumb back and forth. “No more avoiding me because you’re embarrassed by your lust. No more keeping your wants a secret. If you feel it, if you think it, I want to know.”
