She went utterly boneless under his hands. “You began it,” she murmured. “Are you so fragile, then? Enough.”
Oz tightened his grip, reaching down and laying his hand down flat on her ass. “Enough what?” he questioned.
Oh, that was funny. He thought he could dominate her without asking first. Summer spoke very calmly. “You don’t want to do that.” A warning, first. But the fire trickled through her veins, waiting to be called.