We stepped out of the elevator and his mouth found mine before the doors had even finished closing. The kiss was rough and hungry, no warm-up to it. I wrapped my legs around him while he carried me down the hall, still kissing me, and I couldn't have told which door was ours if my life depended on it.By the time he kicked the suite door shut, my lips were swollen and I was gasping into his mouth. He tasted like scotch. One hand gripped my hip hard enough to leave a mark, the other fisted in my hair, tilting my head so he could kiss me deeper.He carried me to the bed and dropped me on my back. Before I'd even caught my breath he shoved my dress up to my waist and pushed my knees apart."There's no going back now," he said against my ear.Then his fingers were inside me, no warning, and I moaned. He groaned, low, like that was exactly what he wanted. "Let me hear that." His fingers curled, they found the spot that made my hips jerk on their own. "You don't even know my name."I bit d
Last Updated : 2026-09-17 Read more