7 Aurora
Caden and I didn’t speak much on our way to his hotel or the elevator ride to his room, so when we got to his room, I had gone from being confident about my choice to being incredibly nervous about it.
However, that disappeared when Caden closed the door and sandwiched me between the wall and his body, raising a knee in between my thighs and pressing it to my privates. The way he rocked his knee and caressed the exposed skin of my arms with his broad palms rekindled the flames of desire that had made me follow him to his hotel room.
Using a finger to push my chin up, he forced me to show him my parted lips and flushed face, making sure we locked gazes as he asked in a low and sexy gravelly voice, “So . . . what do you like?”
Since I was in a world of clashing sensations, it
