Alex's voice dropped, sharp and deliberate: "You don't know when to stop, do you?"
Lila's eyes flickered to his, catching the fierce intensity burning there.
"I was just…" she began, her voice soft, almost like she was making a harmless excuse. Yet every syllable dripped with something else... something darker, teasing. "…curious," she finished, letting the word linger.
But the thrill in her gaze betrayed her carefully measured words. Her pupils were wide, bright, almost sparkling with mischief.
She was enjoying every flicker of irritation crossing his face, every tightening of his jaw, every suppressed growl in his chest.
She tilted her head slightly, a faint, knowing smirk tugging at her lips.
"What a fierce brute..." She muttered under her breath, almost like a secret meant only for herself.
A subtle shiver ran through her, her thighs pressing together instinctively as the words left her mouth.
