~ Adeline ~

Ronan’s grip on me is iron, his breath hot against my cheek. The kitchen is silent except for the storm tapping against the windows and my own shallow gasps.

“You forgot your panties,” he growls, low enough that the words rumble through me. “Or was that on purpose, hm?”

My heart stills for a moment.

“I…it wasn’t…”

He cuts me off by pressing harder into me, the outline of his erection grinding against my bare heat through the thin silk of my nightgown. ...