Nia’s POV
“It’s taking everything in me to control myself, princess,” he murmured, voice rough and strained, like gravel under his boots. “Trust me, you don’t want me to take you in here.”
His words hung in the air, a warning laced with promise, but I wasn’t backing down. Not now, with my body humming from his touch, every nerve alight. I tilted my chin up, meeting his gaze with a challenge of my own. “Don’t tell me you’re scared now.”
A low chuckle rumbled from his chest, vibrating against me as he straightened slightly, his hands still gripping the table on either side of my hips. His eyes narrowed, playful yet dangerous. “If you keep saying that, you might get me to put you in positions you’ve never been in before.”
Heat flooded my cheeks at the thought, images flashing unbidden thr
