Hard to believe that I craved to feel the crack of his palm, but I couldn’t lie. I did and I wanted more.
What he’d done with his hand on my bottom had gotten my full attention. My heart thudded so fast I feared it might explode.
The way he slowly let his eyes travel down my body wasn’t helping. His gaze raked over me, stalling at my thighs. The hem of my dress pooled at my hips from the way he’d spread my knees to permit him total visual access. I longed to unearth what he thought behind his smooth façade. I wanted to see him come as undone as I felt at the moment. But what would get him to the edge? He couldn’t be as cold and calculating as his reputation suggested.
He kissed my forehead, his lips lingering for a second. “Our relationship, like anything worth having, will take work.”
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