Her boldness was like throwing water on a grease fire.
Lucas Lockwood's desire was completely unleashed.
He took back control, his arms wrapping forcefully around her slender waist.
The moment his palm touched her soft skin, his scorching fingertips trembled.
The taste of blood spread between their lips, but Josie Quinn didn't push him away. Instead, she began to tease him boldly.
As if his self-control had completely shattered, Lucas Lockwood tore the covers off the adjacent bed, leaving only the mattress.
Cradling her head with one hand and holding her waist with the other, he guided them as they tumbled onto it.
Lucas Lockwood froze.
He pressed his forehead against her shoulder, panting heavily, the sharp outlines of his shoulder blades visible through his tense back.
Just as Josie Quinn thought he was going to force himself to stop, she felt warm lips at her ear.
"Cece, I'll do my best to hold back."
