CH.74

"Your body is at my mercy," Zavian declared while his fingers gripped the insides of her thighs roughly before guiding them on his lap.

Emmeline's breath hitched when she felt his lips brush against her neck, his warm breath sending her insides skyrocketing.

She could feel his desire, his hunger for her, and she wanted to give in to it. But she couldn't shake off the nagging guilt and shame that still lingered from their previous encounter.

"Do you want another orgasm?" Zavian's voice was husky, his lips trailing down her neck and over the curve of her shoulder.

Emmeline's body shuddered with electricity and her traitorous tongue whispered a small "Yes" before her mind could catch up. However, he suddenly stopped caressing her thighs, causing her to frown in confusion.

"Nothing comes for free," Zavian said cryptically. "How about a trade?"

Emmeline's heart raced as she considered his proposition. What could he possibly want from her? What would she have to give in return for this plea