His expression shifted slowly over those few minutes, a mix of hunger and something darker flashing across his eyes as he stared right into mine, and I felt my heart pounding harder in my chest because I knew exactly what that look meant, like he was about to devour me whole right there in front of everyone.

Then his hand moved under my clothes without any hesitation, sliding up to grab my breast fully in his palm, squeezing it hard and kneading the soft flesh roughly until my nipple hardened against his fingers, sending sharp jolts of pleasure straight down between my legs.

I could barely think straight anymore, my...