Craving The Forbidden Touch

t of the penthouse, she kn

e thin fabric of her dress. Her heels clicked against the marble hal

had sh

The doors slid open instantly, as if the universe was

could still feel his presence, like a force pulling her back. The memory of hi

hould

evator, go home, and pret

he cou

inch of her body

eath, Isla turne

ance to knock before

sened, his dark gaze locked on her as if he had b

rk curved his lips.

"I never made up my mi

ed. "Then let me

ike that, s

e door slammed shut behind her, sealing her fate. His hands were on he

away," he murmured, his lip

ripping his arms, holding on as if he w

you

t. And that

r spine, his touch both a promise and a threat. She

aid, but even she could hea

up, forcing her to mee

er mouth, but

didn't want

let herself be consumed by the fire that

she was finall

-

er body still humming from his touch. The city lights filtered thro

rehead, his breathing steady and controlled, as if

was just a

it wa

for

y sign that this had meant something. That she wasn't the

nclair was imp

d from granite,

his head, his gray

asked, his vo

s, it would be a lie. If she sa

now yet," s

is gaze, but it was gone

for his discarded shirt. "B

ch twisted

inkles as if this was just another business deal, another

nything, Isla." His v

dn't just un

wasn't alre

, masking the sting of h

cond too long, as if he didn't qui

between them, hea

off the sheets and

ed ease. Her fingers trembled slightly, but she kept her exp

oard, watching her with an inten

ok at him as she w

it three steps before

Is

gripping the doorkno

lish moment, she

expression was the same-

mooth, effortless. As if this-they-hadn

wasn't alre

ng a smile she didn't feel

that, she

shut behind her, she kn

s far fr