Marie leaned in, her eyes locked on his, clearly wanting more. “I wonder what your mouth would be like down there." She laughed, eyeing him.
Without another word, Cadell gripped her by the waist and lifted her effortlessly, placing her on the edge of the dining table. He caged her in with his hands, leaning close enough that she could feel the heat radiating from his skin.
“You came here for something, Marie. I know,” he muttered, his voice low and rough. “Why shamelessly come here just to satisfy your urges?”
Marie met his gaze without flinching, a wicked glint in her eyes. “Because I know you want it as much as I do,” she replied confidently. She leaned back, her fingers lightly tracing his jawline, her smile challenging him to deny it.
Cadell smirked, his hand slipping to the back
