"Yes Bryce, you can," she answered, and that was all he needed to hear.
He needed Hera so damn much that it was almost like a drug, a fever, an addiction. He should've known that one taste of her would never be enough to calm his raging desires for her. All through the weekend at the convent, he had thought of only one thing. HER.
He wanted to be with her so badly, to sit beside her and lie down next to her if possible. It had felt like he would lose his mind the next minute if he didn't. He tried to curb his feelings but that was the hardest task he had ever done in his entire life. Staying away from her. He knew how much he had missed her. It was enough to make a man go insane. To drive someone to the brink of utter madness. He was a goner for this woman and it was painfully inevitable at this moment.
He swallowed tightly, his eyes trailing her soft pink lips. Full, rosy, and plump. So kissable and utterly suckable.
