Alexander
The previous night...
I swirled whiskey in my glass, lounging on the leather couch in my study. The city lights twinkled beyond floor-to-ceiling windows, but my mind kept drifting to Madison. Those soft lips. That intoxicating scent. The way she trembled beneath my touch.
"Fuck." I downed the drink in one gulp, the burn doing nothing to quell my growing arousal.
The memory of her body pressed against mine in the office tormented me. Her skin felt like silk, her breasts perfectly fitting my palms. I shifted uncomfortably, my pants growing tight at the thought of taking her right here on this couch.
I loosened my tie, images of Madison's curves haunting me. The way she'd looked today in that pencil skirt, all professional on the outside while I knew exactly what lay beneath. T
