The tension between us is a living thing—thick, electric, and impossible to ignore. Her defiance clings to her like a second skin, but beneath it, I see the truth she’s too proud to admit. She wants to be undone, stripped down not just in body but in the fragile layers of control she hides behind.
She clenches her jaw, the battle raging just behind her eyes, her pride flaring like an ember refusing to die. Then, finally, her pride cracks and she is all mine.