Mari.
The air grew heavy between us, crackling with a dangerous mix of fear and raw attraction that pulled me in despite every warning in my head.
I stood right on the edge of something I couldn’t take back. My body vibrated with urgent need while my mind spun with vivid images of dropping to my knees, replacing that sweet with my mouth around him, his fingers tangled tight in my hair as he used my throat, me gasping for more while he drove me hard against the wall.
“Oh, no… I don’t think that’s smart. I should head back to my room.”
The lie hung obvious between us, and he saw right through it. His lips curved into a slow, predatory smile. “That wasn’t a suggestion, Marina.”
I knew I shouldn’t. It crossed every line. But my feet carried me forward anyway on trembling legs. Heat surge
