Chapter 4
I arrived at his penthouse again, and the heavy door of the suite clicked shut behind us, locking me inside the huge space with Bill and Marcus, one of his rich friends.
Marcus was tall and broad-shouldered. He had this aura about him; it was hot, almost irresistible. He wore a sharp suit tailored to show off the powerful physique beneath. He had long fingers, clean and blunt, and I saw them twitching at his sides as if already imagining the ways he’d use them on me.
My pulse hammered in my throat, my breath shallow as I stood between the two men, my silk dress clinging to every curve, the fabric damp where my arousal had already begun to seep through.
The dress rode high on my thighs, the slit parting just enough to tease the shadowed heat between my legs. I could feel the
