Dripping Wet: A Collection of Forbidden Desires
She looked at him, panicked.
Kane’s strong jaw clenched, but his piercing hazel eyes remained steady and in control.
He quickly buttoned his shirt, ran a hand through his tousled dark hair, and wiped the desk surface with a tissue
. In a low, commanding whisper, he said, “Behind the bookshelf. Now. Not a sound, baby.”
Lila nodded frantically and slipped into the corner, heart pounding so loudly she feared it would give her away. Kane took a deep breath, composed his face into that familiar mask of authoritative calm, and opened the door.
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