Odette's POV
This chapter contains explicit sexual contents‼️‼️
I sat there on the bed, my body still humming from what he'd done to me, looking like a complete mess. My nightdress was all twisted up around my thighs, damp in places I didn't want to think about, and my hair stuck to my sweaty skin.
God, I wanted more of him. Needed it so bad it hurt. My core ached, this deep, throbbing emptiness that his fingers had left behind, teasing me right to the edge and then yanking it away.
Fuck, I'd almost begged him for it—almost let those words spill out, pleading for him to finish what he started, to shove his cock inside me and make the ache go away. But at this point, I wasn't beating myself up over it anymore.
What the hell was I supposed to do? I felt this pull toward him, this insane attraction that made me crave his hands pinning me down, his mouth on my skin, his body grinding against mine like he owned every inch of me.
