Emrys’s POV
I had her pinned against the wall of her office, and I was one breath away from losing every ounce of control I had spent years perfecting.
I didn’t even think once before I kissed her.
My mouth was on hers, devouring her like I had been starving for this exact taste my entire life. Her lips were soft, warm, and trembling under mine. I kissed her deeply, tongue stroking against hers in slow, possessive strokes, tasting the sweetness of her mouth mixed with the faint hint of coffee she must have had earlier. She made a small, broken sound against my lips, half moan, half whimper, and it went straight to my c**k.
I groaned into the kiss, pressing my body harder against hers. My hands gripped her waist, fingers digging into the soft fabric of her blouse as I pulled her flush a
