Maisie
My ankles locked behind him as I began tugging at his buckle haphazardly. His mouth moved from mine, kissing my chin, sucking my neck, nipping my pulse. "Your scent--it's changed--it's driving me bug-fuck insane," he rasped.
I pushed my hand down his pants and growled when I found yet another layer of clothing. "I need--"
"Really, Jer?" Soren drawled from the door. "You had one job."
"Fuck off," Jericho growled against my neck, not pausing at all as he hiked my dress higher until his fingers teased my panties and he began rolling them down over my ass. "We'll be down in five."
I glanced over Jericho's shoulder as he dipped his head to bite my collarbone and my gaze landed briefly on Soren—who was in all black to match me—before my eyes crossed at the push of Jericho's hand between my legs.
