Olivia Westview
Tell me you want me, Olivia.
My heart was pounding so hard I thought it might burst out of my chest.
“I…” My voice faltered, breathless, my mind spinning, but I couldn’t finish the sentence.
James chuckled softly, his lips curling into a wicked smile. “Say it,” he said, his hands gripping my waist, pulling me closer until I could feel the hard length of him pressing against me. “You want this. You want everything I want to do to you.”
OMFG. I bit my lip, trying to suppress the wave of arousal that surged through me, but it was no use. The things he was saying, the way his hands were on me—it was driving me wild. I could barely think straight, let alone resist him.
James leaned down, his lips grazing my ear again as he whispered, “I can feel how much you want it, Oliv
