Eleanor's back pressed firmly against the cool office wall, the contrast of the smooth surface against her overheated skin only heightening the frenzy building inside her.
Calder's body caged her in, his massive frame a wall of unyielding muscle and heat, his erection straining against the fabric of his slacks, a thick, insistent promise grinding lightly against her abdomen.
His hands were everywhere on her. one splayed across her hip to hold her steady, the other deftly working the buttons of her blouse with a surgeon's precision.
Her resolve, that fragile shield she clung to all day, splintered further with each whispered word, each graze of his lips along her jawline.
"God, Eleanor," he murmured, voice a velvet rasp against her ear, his breath sending shivers cascading down her s
