SERA

He carried me to his suite and set me down and kissed me so hard my spine hit the bedroom wall, and for about ninety seconds I forgot every reason I was supposed to be keeping my distance.

His hands were everywhere. In my hair, on my waist, sliding down the slit of the dress to grip the bare skin of my thigh. He kissed my mouth and my jaw and my neck, and when his lips found the spot below my ear I made a sound that would have embarrassed me if my brain had been functioning. His body ...