Amy Stone – Mrs. Woods
Kael’s hands are on me before I can even think,
Clide scoffs as Kael leads me to the bedroom .
He is pulling me flush against him. His hold is hard and claiming at the same time.
"Kael," I stammer, my body trembling at his touch.
His lips brush mine in a teasing, in a demanding kiss, with his teeth grazing lightly, and I gasp.
My fingers tangling in his hair as my core tightens beneath the thin fabric of my panties. The heat between us is instant, electric, a current that sparks through every nerve.
I don't even take time to register how fast he has moved my body against his.
“You’re shaking,” he murmurs against my lips, voice low and rough. “Relax. You’re mine.”
A shiver runs through me. My fingers slide over the hard swell of his chest, and I feel him res
