âYouâre mine, Siren,â he whispers against my neck. His breath ragged. âMine.â
His mouth travels lower toward the top of my breast. My head falls back as he inches closer to my pebbled nipples. A soft moan escapes my lips, when he reaches the edge of my bra, the horn of a car blows as it passes us.
âGet a room,â someone from the car yells at us, breaking the moment.
Ratchet smiles at me as I lean my face against his chest, hiding my embarrassment. My body shakes with a mixture of over stimulation from the ensuing battle of arousal, excitement, and fear inside of me. I was so close to giving it all to him on the side of the road, regardless of everything else I have been through and still going through.
With one kiss, I sealed my fate.
I just invited the Devil back into my life with the master key to my heart.
I am so fucked.