Ethan’s POV
The ride back to Dominic's penthouse was quiet, but it wasn't an awkward silence.
He held one hand on the steering wheel, the other hand curved possessively around my thigh.
When we finally arrived, he led me in, his warm hand at the small of my back. The penthouse was illuminated by shadows alone, muted and soft from the recessed lighting casting long, dark shadows on the smooth marble floors.
He turned to face me slowly, with dark and intent eyes.
"Ethan," he whispered, my name falling from his lips like a prayer.
He moved towards me before I could say anything, the hand at the base of my neck supporting me as his mouth took mine.
The kiss was deep and insatiable, sucking in my breath and scattering my mind. I melted into him instantly, my hands clutching at the la
