Twisted Temptation
she whispered, her voice sultry, “is this your first time to Miami?”
He looked up, his eyes dark and unreadable. “No. I live there.”
“Mmm,” Bella smiled, licking her lips, “locals always know the dirtiest secrets of a city.”
He didn’t smile, but his eyes glimmered. “Depends on what you’re looking for.”
Bella felt heat rush to her core. This man radiated quiet dominance, and she loved it.
Liv elbowed her. “Behave.”
Bella ignored her. She kept glancing at him throughout the flight, her thighs rubbing together, desperate for friction. Every time he shifted or adjusted his seatbelt, his bicep flexed. Her nipples hardened under her tank top, and she had to fold her arms to hide them.