“Should I stop?” He looked worried. I’d die if you did!

“No. I want you to fuck me.” Christian moved from the door towards her, and with one hand on her chin, he lifted it and kissed her. He pulled her closer to him and she let go of the lip she was biting and a gasp fell out of her mouth instead.

"Every fucking thing that you do affects me, can you feel it?" He asked and before she could understand what he meant by his words, he took her hand and then he placed it slowly on the budge of his jeans. Her jaw dropped open.

He was...