My back met with the soft mattress, then my eyes locked on Henry's hungry gaze.

God, I wanted this man.

I wanted him with every fiber of my being.

I wanted him inside of me, around me—

Clouding my damned senses.

Fuck want… I needed him.

Like a martyr dying of thirst.

That was how bad I needed him.

“Hen—”

“I intended to ravish you after you finished eating.”

My lips parted slightly, eyes wide in surprise.

“Really?”

He hummed softly, thumb brushing against my bottom lip.

My heart skipped a beat.

“Well… you can ravish me again after my meal, right?”

He smiled.

“That I can do.”

With that,...