Raya’s knees went completely weak. Her fingers dug into the crisp fabric of his tailored jacket, clutching him tightly just to stay upright. She closed her eyes, taking a deep, shaky breath as her heart hammered violently against her ribs.
"Maybe... maybe I should have waited until the end of the day to ask you this," she breathed, her voice a breathless, trembling whisper against his neck. She opened her eyes, looking up at him with a gaze that was dark, heavy, and completely undone. "Because right now, Killian... I just want to drop to my knees and let you do whatever you want to me. I'm so wet from your confession."
Killian’s entire body went completely rigid.
The air in the kitchen turned thick, scorching hot in an instant. A low, primal growl tore from the deep recesses of his ches
