I gasped when he growled, spun us around, and carried me over to his desk. Several items clattered to the floor from his sweeping hand before he placed me down on top. He eased me back until I was resting flat, and he bent over me, kissing me hard.

"Damn that's fucking hot."

Men were so weird.

How was that hot? Was this like a marking your territory kind of thing? Did I have to worry about him peeing on my leg next? Whatever it meant, it immediately ended Nicholas' time-out period. He and Cocky ...