71: No one else but you.

Willow pov

Ryker’s hands were everywhere on my skin, careful and slow like he was afraid I might break if he pressed too hard. “You’re shaking,” he whispered against my mouth.

“So are you.” I hummed.

He let out a soft, nervous laugh that brushed across my lips. “I don’t want to hurt you. I’ve ne...

Login and Continue Reading