The heavy mahogany door clicked shut, and Harvey’s control completely snapped.
Before I could even process what was happening, his large hands gripped my hips, lifting me slightly onto my toes as he crashed his lips down onto mine.
It wasn’t a gentle kiss. It was hungry, demanding, and utterly devastating. The sheer force of it stole the breath from my lungs. I let out a soft, surprised whimper, my hands flying up to grip the lapels of his expensive charcoal suit to keep my balance.
Hearing my tiny gasp, Harvey groaned, a deep, vibrating sound that rumbled straight into my chest. His tongue swept past my parted lips, taking absolute possession of my mouth, tasting like mint and pure, raw desire.
"I have wanted to do this," he rasped roughly against my lips, peppering hot, open-mouthed
