This time, it was Toria’s turn to push Sten against the single wall that wasn’t occupied by door, sink, or toilet. She resumed kissing him, because he really was a good kisser. His hands reached up to tangle in her hair. Perfect.
She grabbed his ass one more time with her left hand, shoving her leg between his and pinning him against the wall with her hip. With her right, she drew the dagger shoved through Sten’s belt.
He stopped kissing her, finally, and jerked his body back when he felt the blade press to the side of this throat. But he was stuck between Toria and the wall. “What the f**k, lady?”
Toria felt his erection through his jeans, pressing against her. She tossed a prayer to any available deity that this didn’t turn out to be some sort of crazy turn-on for him. But his hands l
