My face burned at his blunt statement. "That was different. You were under the influence of something."
"Was I?" His fingers traced along my jawline. "I remember every detail quite vividly."
I stepped back, bumping into his desk.
"Every." His hand settled on my waist. "Single." He stepped closer, eliminating the space between us. "Detail."
My breath caught as his other hand cupped my face. His thumb brushed across my bottom lip, and my eyes fluttered shut.
"Like how you taste." His lips ghosted over mine. "How you sound." Another feather-light kiss. "How you feel."
Before I could react, his mouth descended on mine with a fervor that stole my breath. The kiss was demanding and intense like he wanted to devour me whole. I found myself responding, my hands clutching at his shirt as I le
