The second his mouth closed around my nipple, my brain short-circuited for a full second.

Then pure panic took over. I did the only thing I could think of.

I lifted my foot and stomped down hard on his toes.

“Fuck—!”

Mark jerked back with a sharp curse, hopping slightly, and that was all the space I needed.

I shoved past him, snatched my top from the floor on pure instinct, and bolted out of the room like the place was on fire.

I didn’t even put the top back on. I just held it against my chest and ran down the hallway, bare feet slapping against the floor, heart...