Quinn
As I watched my voluptuous mate sashay toward her office, I was caught between two powerful emotions—desire and anger. That dress… If we were anywhere private, she wouldn’t have made it out of the bedroom. I would’ve shredded it off her, along with everything else she had on. The way it clung to her curves was damn near criminal. She was teasing me, and she knew it.
I wanted to throw her over my shoulder, take her into my office, clear off my desk, and taste her. Just one drop would be enough to drive me insane. I sighed, realizing I might need to start wearing looser pants around her. I couldn’t keep “standing at attention” every time she was near. Moon Goddess, help me.
But then anger flared up again. I didn’t want anyone else looking at her. No other man deserved to see her lik
