AVA'S POV 

  

  

  

   I nodded, stepping toward the threshold, but then I paused. 

  

  

   My body was on fire, that ache between my legs throbbing relentlessly after an hour of his touches and commands. I couldn't just leave like this, wet and needy, my mind racing with filthy thoughts. I needed a moment to compose myself, or maybe... more. The words tumbled out before I could stop them.

  

  

   "Um, Tristan? Do you mind if I use your bathroom real quick? Before I head out?"

  

  

   He raised an eyebrow, those sharp blue eyes flicking over me again, but he didn't question it. "Sure. Down the hall, first door on the left."

  

  

   "Thanks," I...