Morgana's POV
The last sane thought I had was a few minutes ago when we stepped out of the car and into the elevator. Anything after that, I was gone. My husband had his hands wrapped around me immediately as we stepped into the elevator.
His hands were roaming all over my body and I was starting to feel hot and bothered all over.
“What are you doing?” I managed to mutter out. His breath burned down my neck. His hand came up to cup my breast. My breath hitched.
“Nothing. Just trying to please my turned-on wife.” He whispered huskily into my ear.
“You should not start this if you're not going to finish it. You've been having me on the verge of insanity for a while now.” I said breathlessly.
And what I said was the truth. I have been looking at him like he was a snack since our r
