CRAVING THE WRONG MAN: DANGEROUS DESIRES BOOK 1
His fingers traced patterns on my inner thigh, moving higher, teasing, making me squirm with anticipation.
"Please," I heard myself whimper, not even sure what I was begging for. More. Everything. Anything.
"Please what?" he asked, his mouth leaving my breast to look up at me, his eyes meeting mine with dark intensity. "Tell me what you want, Rhaena."
"You," I breathed. "I want you. All of you."
Something flashed in his eyes - satisfaction, desire, possession. A darkness that promised he was going to give me exactly what I was asking for and so much more.