Irresistible Fantasies (A Steamy Collection)
Chapter 1
The air smells like sweat and the faint, musky tang of last night’s perfume, something floral, something cheap, something I sprayed on in a hurry when Dame knocked on my door.
His knocks are always polite, three sharp raps, like he’s asking permission even when he knows I’ll let him in. That’s Dame. Always careful. Always gentle.
His body moves over mine now, slow and deliberate, like he’s savoring every inch of me. His hands pin my wrists to the mattress, fingers laced through mine, his grip just tight enough to remind me I’m not going anywhere. Not that I’d try.