“Don’t,” he says sternly when he sees my expression. I study his furrowed brows, assuming he’s horrified too, but the smile on his face is nothing but wicked. “I’m so sor—” “Don’t,” he repeats, cutting me off. “Don’t what?” “Apologize for the sexiest thing I’ve ever fucking seen. Lie back,” he grumbles. “Right now, Avery, I’m serious. I’m so hard, I’m going to fuck you better than you’ve ever had it in your life. Lie back.”
