THIRD POV

"Don't go," Stephanie whispered, her voice soft but filled with unmistakable desire. Her fingers tightened on his arm, drawing him closer. "Stay with me."

The invitation in her eyes was clear, making his heart race.

Davies hesitated for a moment before capturing her lips again, this time with the roughness of lustful hunger. She responded eagerly, melting into his embrace as their kisses deepened.

Her hands slid up his chest, bringing a fire wherever she touched. He groaned softly, his hands slipping down her back, pulling her closer to himself.

He was unable to resist whatever this petite woman was doing to him. It felt so much like...