The cool touch of her palm against his burning face felt like a desert finding water. Rome’s breathing quickened as he gripped her wrist, closed his eyes, and rubbed his cheek against her hand, slowly, savoring every moment.
A tingling sensation rushed through Sofia’s body. “Rome?” Something felt off—he wasn’t acting like himself.
Rome furrowed his brows, as if struggling internally. Unsatisfied, his lips found her wrist, her most sensitive spot, causing her to flinch. He held her hand tighter, planting soft kisses along her wrist, the back of her hand, and her fingers.
Sofia’s heart raced. She thought about getting up to call his assistant, but just as she moved, Rome opened his eyes and, with a sudden pull, she gasped and fell into his lap, sideways across his thighs.
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