“Uh-uh,” Rylie says, a dark wickedness to his voice. He leans over me, palms on either side of my head, caging me. My heart hammers as I take in the wild flush of his cheeks, his heated focus, the way he licks his lower lip like he’s so hungry for me he can’t stand it. I’ve never been so excited to be trapped. “Don’t you dare stop yourself, Eva. Fucking use me.”
