Midnight Pleasure: 30 Shades Of Short Steamy Stories
He was gorgeous.
"Hermione," he breathed, green eyes raking over me hungrily. "You came."
"I told you I would," I replied, voice husky with desire. "May I come in?"
Harry stepped aside, allowing me to enter. The room was filled with plush couches and flickering candles, creating an intimate atmosphere. Soft music played in the background.
As soon as the door closed behind me, Harry pulled me into his arms. His lips crashed against mine in a searing kiss, tongue delving into my mouth.