The warmth of Vivian’s body beneath mine was intoxicating, her soft sighs and the way her hands roamed over my back driving me wild. As I pinned her to the bed, her hair fanning out across the pillow, I couldn’t help but think about how she was mine—how every touch, every kiss, every breath she gave me was something I’d treasure.
I kissed her deeply, letting my lips trail to her jaw, then to her neck, savoring the taste of her skin. She gasped, arching into me, her hands tangling in my hair. “Dominic,” she whispered, her voice breathless, and I swore I’d never heard anything more perfect.
I was just about to let her see what it meant for a man to truly worship her when my phone buzzed against the nightstand. I ignored it, focusing on the way she melted beneath me, but then the ringtone r
