Diego's chest rose and fell beneath my palm, every muscle in his frame pulled like as a bowstring.
The man who had spent time methodically breaking down my defenses was now locked in place, fighting a losing battle against his own instincts.
"You're playing a very dangerous game, mi reina," he growled.
For some delicious reason, his voice had a gravel that made my thighs clench for a split second.
"Is it dangerous?" I asked innocently, tilting my head. "I thought this was how we communicated now, big guy. No boundaries. Just... presence."
I slowly shifted my weight on his lap, letting the silk of my dress drag across the dark denim of his trousers. I felt the instantaneous, violent twitch in his muscles. The heat beneath him flared into something fierce.
Diego’s hands remained cla
