SARAH
One step turned to two, two turned to three, and three turned to Onyx’s body pressing up against me, one hand around my lower back and the other cupping my jaw. His breath was only inches from mine as he whispers. “Relax and breathe, Sarah.” His eyes squeeze shut and his forehead presses against mine. “f**k, you’re perfect. So perfect and I get to call you mine.”
“I want you,” I whispered. I was tired of denying it. Yes, I wanted Onyx Bradford so bad. I craved him like air in my lungs and I wanted him to do all the things he said he’d do on the ride to the penthouse.
“You have me.”
His thumb lifted my jaw as he moved my lips to the rhythm of his lips, so softly, so tenderly that I felt safe in him. My hands encircled round his neck, pulling him closer to me and he moaned in my m
