“Matthias.” He groans low in his throat and bites the side of my neck, his body shuddering in my arms. My knees are weak; the only thing holding me up is his body pressing me into the wall. He drops his forehead to mine, our breaths mixing together, and smirks. “I haven’t come in my pants since high school.” Shock rocks through me. “You what?” His smirk turns into a smile. “You haven’t said my name in over a decade. I couldn’t help it.” He nuzzles his nose against mine. “Say it again.”
