OLIVIA’S POV
A part of me wanted to stop it, but the stronger part of me didn't want Julian to break this sudden, passionate kiss—as if overcome by a rush of wild emotion.
Julian's touch was that of a man who had lost all control, an irresistible desire.
His kiss was rough yet slow and filled with a lustful intensity that sent shivers down my spine. It had been a while since I had been with a man after my divorce with Michael. Maybe, just maybe, this could be my remedy to completely forget that awful excuse of a husband.
But suddenly, Julian pulled away, his breathing heavy and raw. I caught a glimpse of darkness in his eyes as he lifted me up by my hips and made me straddle his lap.
"Julian, this is wrong. We can't do this. We shouldn't," I gasped, breathless. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't
