Stella's POV
"No distractions." I caught his bottom lip between my teeth. "You're all mine tonight."
"Demanding little princess." He slid his hands up my sides, bunching my dress around my waist.
"You have no idea." I ground against him harder, wanting to make him forget about any other messages, any other women. "Show me how special I am."
His response was to flip us over, pinning me to the couch. His weight pressed me down, and I arched up, craving more contact. His lips found mine in a hungry kiss, our mouths moving together with desperation, making my head spin.
He squeezed my ass, kneading it through the thin fabric of my dress. "f**k," I breathed against his lips. "You know exactly how to touch me."
"Good," he growled, pressing harder. "Because I'm not stopping."
His hands roa
