Gravity (Wilde Boys, #1)

by Sara Cate

Nash is a force, and I’m drawn to him like gravity.

I want to test her boundaries myself. See how much of a challenge she really likes, the struggle, the vision of Zara being shoved against a wall, a hand around her throat, in her hair, against her ass—

Fuck, maybe I did it on purpose. Maybe I wanted him to hear it, because I knew I’d be punished for it.

With a snarl, he backs me against the wall. “You’re mine, Zara. He bought you for me.”

hand drifts up to my throat, like he’s testing how I’ll react. I don’t stop him. “What are you doing to me?” he breathes. “Why do I feel like I’m losing control every time I’m around you? Because you want me to, don’t you?”

“Suck it, Zara.” Why the fuck does that make my toes curl? Why does being so controlled make me want to do everything I can to please him? I can feel the moisture pooling in my panties.

You can handle him and me because you know the same pain we do. It was never about you using your body to lure him in, Zara. It was about you and that steel fucking heart of yours.”

She stays quiet, and it leaves me no choice but to look her in the eye again. Which is a big mistake because the second I do, it makes everything I just said sound insufficient. The look between us says we will absolutely be doing it again.

My head and my body want two different things, and they are very much at war with each other at the moment. I feel myself slipping though, like she’s making me want to spill my guts to her, letting all of my walls down.

as he pulls away, I stare into his eyes, suddenly desperate to keep this connection.