Lila

I couldn’t look at him.

My face burned hotter than it ever had. My thighs were still trembling, slick and sticky, and the wet spot on the table beneath me felt huge, obvious, and impossible to ignore. I’d never felt anything like that before. The pressure, the rush, the way everything exploded and then… poured out of me. I thought I’d peed. Right there. During sex. On him.

I wanted to disappear.

I pushed at his chest again, gently this time, and turned my head away. My voice came out small and shaky. “You should leave.”

Ryder didn’t move. He stayed right there between my legs, hands still on...