TATIANA'S POV 

My harsh breathing filled the space and I could feel myself break into a cold sweat.

I didn't know what to expect from himㅡ his fingers were still lodged deep in me. Unmoving. But present.

Whatever he wanted to do, I needed him to move right now. The pressure was maddening, it felt like torture to feel him but not feel anything more.

My hips bucked a bit into his touch, lifting off the bed as I tried to wiggle a bit. “Jaxon…”

His laughter startled me. “You little minx… what happened to saying no?” He asked, even as his fingers began to move. Slow, soft strokes that...