Chapter 270 Guilt

• Adea
• I’m not fooling anyone, we can both see my chest rising and falling, and I know he sees my hardened peaks. I don’t know when it happened, but I’ve taken a few steps back. When my backside pressed against the cold tile, I cry out. It’s still sensitive from the slap and Shane’s hand is on my hip pushing me back into the wall.
• I try not to look but it’s hard not to. Something long, hard, and intimidating is pointing at me. My body is hot as my hips move with the rhythm and something I don’t name starts building.