Free Fall (Wilde Boys, #2)

by Sara Cate

“I would do that for you,” he says, leaning forward to press his lips to my neck. My tension melts a little with the contact. “You would?” “Of course.” “But don’t you like…to be in charge?” “Sure, but I also know how good it feels to give up control too. How relaxing it can be to not have to make any decisions. To only feel…even if it’s pain.”

This was his idea. He handed me control because he wanted me to feel this. So, it’s not really for me…it’s for him.

convincing myself this can be just sex. I won’t get attached. I won’t bring my emotions along. So, I lean down, pulling his lips to mine, kissing him without emotion.