Zelia
Francois rushes past me when Jehan growls at him.
“What is the matter with you?” I ask perplexed as I walk to light the lamp, but I never reach it. With a low growl, Jehan grabs me by my hips and places me down on the table. Instantly he stands between my legs.
“What are you doing?” I gasp flabbergasted and cling to his shoulders to keep my balance.
As a reply, his lips devour mine. His kisses are rough and demanding and I am fighting to keep up. Excitement ignites within me as I cup his face and return his kisses eagerly. I have less than a week left with this man that can make magic with my body and I intend to enjoy every second of it. Once we reach Cape Verde, we will go our separate ways, and this will be no more.
I am panting for air when he finally releases my lips just t
