Alethea

“Hell yes, I am,” I breathe, standing to my feet, my heart pounding wildly against my ribs. Stretching my hand out to him. “Lead the way.”

Xavier takes my hand and pulls me with him as we make our way into a private room.

The moment the door shuts, his lips crash into mine, stealing the very air from my lungs, kissing me like his survival depends on it.

I kiss him back with everything I have, pouring every buried fantasy into this moment.

His hands roam my body, claiming every inch they touch. He cups my breast, sending jolts of pleasure rippling through me.

He slides down to...