Landon’s eyes widened as his mystery woman continued to stroke his c**k.
“What are you doing?” he growled.
“Improvising,” she whispered, rolling her hips against him. “Plan A failed. This is Plan B.”
His grip on her throat loosened slightly as he processed her words. “Seduction as a backup plan? That’s amateur.”
“Is it working?” she asked, voice deliberately husky.
Oh yes, it was working like magic, Landon thought to himself.
“You tell me,” Landon replied, pressing his arousal firmly against her palm. “You’ve got all the evidence in your hand.”
Their eyes locked in silent challenge, neither willing to concede this dangerous game they’d started.
Daphne squeezed him harder, drawing a sharp intake of breath from his lips. “Seems like it’s working just fine.”
In one swift movement, La
