The sharp rattle of the doorknob froze them both.
Nora’s breath hitched as Louis tightened his grip on her hips, still buried deep inside her. Panic rushed through her veins, but the raw ache between her legs made it impossible to think straight.
Angela’s voice came again, firmer this time. “Nora, open this door. Why are you locking it so often?”
Louis’s jaw clenched, his eyes burning into hers with a dangerous mix of defiance and hunger. He leaned close, his lips brushing her ear. “Don’t move. Don’t make a sound.”
Nora shook her head frantically and whispered, “She can’t find you here. You have to hide.”
Instead of pulling away, Louis thrust into her once more, slow and deliberate, making her bite her lip to hold back the cry that bubbled up. His smirk was wicked. “You think I’m goin
