“You should stop me,” Alex murmured, his teeth tugging at my n****e, making a strangled hiss escape my dazed mouth.
Yes, I should, I thought to myself, but how could I? How could I stop him when there was this strange heat pulling me toward him…. toward the sinful place where his suit-clad thighs now rubbed gently against my body?
I was an i***t. A total f*****g i***t. My hands instinctively tangled in his thick hair, still damp from the shower he definitely took on his way here, the strands not fully dried. I could feel the wetness against my fingers, and it only made everything more intense.
He suddenly moved his mouth away from my n****e with a soft pop, raising his face to mine. His silver eyes were now a deep blue, glazed over as he took me in. His gaze burned into me.
What did he
