Sara
“Before we go out...I want to do something with you...“ His voice was low and velvet that sent shivers down her spine.
Sara bit her lip again and grabbed the arms of the chair as if they could shield her. She had forgotten how it felt to be taken care of, to be worshiped like a queen.
He knelt down with a smouldering smirk on his handsome face and parted her trembling legs gently, his body was oozing masculinity and power...but his smile carried warmth....warmth that made her feel safe.
“Kingsley… you don’t have to do this right now,” Sara whispered breathlessly, her voice trembling with both exhaustion and desire as she sat in her large office chair.
His hands rested gently on her knees, slowly parting her legs as he looked up at her with dark, intense eyes.
“I want to,” he mu
