Chapter 34
{Warning! This chapter contains mature contents not meant for young readers}
Drogen was achingly hard, the kind of need that made him tremble, made his control snap. A single kiss—that's all it took. The unbearable ache surged through him, and he couldn't hold back the low groan that escaped his lips. Natasha noticed it all—the tension in his body, the streaks of sweat forming on his forehead, the way his breath hitched every time her lips grazed his.
"Nat," he rasped, his voice raw and desperate. "Touch me… please."
Her heart pounded at the sound of his plea, thick with longing and unrestrained desire. He was usually so composed, but seeing him like this—vulnerable and undone—set her on fire. She wanted to give him everything, to see him unravel completely beneath her touch.
