-LILIAN-
It was electric, the feeling of his hands moving down my ass. He was trying to get a feel of me, his touch possessive, yet somehow… thrilling. I could have leaped and escaped through the open window behind me.
The cool night air beckoned, promising freedom. But I didn't dare. My legs slowly went numb, not from fear alone, but from a strange, unsettling pleasure as his hand found one of my weak spots, sending shivers through my body.
I held back the moans that tried to erupt from my throat, biting my lip. I slowly eased my back, trying to get comfortable against his hard body. Was this the conversation he talked about earlier? This intense physical intimacy, this raw connection?
"About last night…" His voice was a low rumble against my ear. Then, abruptly, he moved his hands
