At the center of his destroyed office, Grayson held Casey in his arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist, dug her fingers into his muscular shoulders.
The initial breathless hunger was satiated enough, at least for now, to allow for a dreamy intimacy to their kisses.
She kissed his chin.
He kissed the tip of her nose.
She nibbled on his ear lobe.
He bit her neck, sending shockwaves through her entire body. She gasped without meaning to do so as his lips feather-touched her throat with tantalizing persuasion.
The phone rang from somewhere below Casey's feet.
Annoyed but not yet possessing the power of speech, Casey growled.
Grayson's hands explored the soft lines of her back, her waist, her hips--lingering, savoring every moment.
The phone rang again, this time breaking the
