Scarlett's POV
Fuck. What was wrong with me? Scarlett, stop this. Stop this right now, I screamed at myself in the silence of my own mind. I was playing a dangerous game, dancing on the edge of a blade that could slice my entire life open. But Goddess help me, I couldn't stop. The moment I felt him—the moment that heavy, thick heat of his hardened cock pressed against my core—every bit of logic evaporated.
