She’d never felt more alive, or more intrigued by a man. I’m sick. This is my dysfunction. I’m incapable of being in a healthy relationship. She always had the upper hand with the men she’d dated. It was the only way it worked for her. She needed to remain in control and call the shots. It was a personality flaw she accepted…until right now. Pan turned her inside out and challenged everything. It made her want to claw his eyes out and fuck him at the same time. Even now, her core throbbed and her cream continued to flow. What kind of person am I? Her arousal disgusted and confused her. She had no clue where Robin was or how she was being treated. The possibilities were endless. Each image that popped into her mind was worse than the one before. She pushed off from the wall and tried to gather her wits. How do you come back at someone after they made your panties wet, took you to the brink of orgasm and shut you down all in the same ten minutes? She ran her hands through her hair and breathed deep to bring her galloping heart to a slow canter.
