“Let me give you a memory you’ll never forget.”
His voice was pure smoke, curling around me, sinking into my skin. Lucas’s eyes burned into mine, dark and hungry, and I swear the air between us crackled.
He didn’t wait for permission.
His big hands slid up my thighs, pushing my skirt higher, bunching the fabric around my waist. The cool air hit my heated skin and I shivered, but then his palms were there, hot and rough, spreading me open like I belonged to him.
“The next time you sit at this desk,” he said, voice low and filthy, “the next time you try to work, you’re going to remember exactly this. My fingers buried deep inside you. How wet you got for me. How you begged without saying a word.”
I couldn’t breathe.
He hooked one finger under the lace of my panties and dragged them to
