Amara
“Stop squirming,” he murmured, his voice low enough to vibrate straight through me. His gaze lifted, dark and intent, locking onto mine like he already owned what he was looking at. “Or I swear, I’ll keep you right where you are and make this last all night.”
“You wouldn’t,” I whispered, breath shaky.
His mouth curved into an evil grin. “You already know I would.”
“Lucien—” I felt the wetness of his lips on my thigh as he trailed soft kisses up and down my thigh, grunting whenever I tightened my leg and caught him in a chokehold. His breath fanned over my c**t, flooding me with a sensation I was completely foreign to. My body was swimming in emotions I couldn’t understand.
“I remember the first time you walked into my office,” he murmured between kisses, his lips brushing the s
