51-Brooklyn POV
"Your wish is my command, princess." The huskiness behind his voice sent tremors down my spine.
He slowly moved closer to me, his eyes never leaving mine. I could feel the heat emanating from his body and I trembled in anticipation. "You are so beautiful, Brooke," he huskily whispered, before closing the small distance between us and capturing my lips with his. I surrendered to him, melting into his embrace as his hands caressed my body. I could feel myself getting aroused as his kisses grew more passionate, and I knew that there was no turning back now.
"Wait," I groaned, pulling away. "I'm sorry, but we need to stop."
Thorne's head snapped up as he peered into my face, watching as tears pooled in my eyes and caressed my cheek as they fell.
"What's the matter baby?"
