Chapter 11 Sweet Surrender
- Cara's pov
- “Please,” I had heard myself saying, yielding. Something I swore never to do. I had begged the man I was supposed to hate at the moment to f u c k me. Like I was some hen in the mating season with not control whatsoever.
- But I couldn't bring myself to care. Not right now that is. All I needed at the moment was the mind blowing, body racking release his fingers promised to give.