In seconds, Klive had both hands gripping the hell out of my ass as he spun me into the suite so that the door slammed and locked automatically behind us. I inhaled deeply when his hand slid slowly down my back so that he gripped my bottom, and that was it.

Confirmation that I’d nailed his character for him. I pulled back slightly so I could look up at him, and I smiled when the corner of his mouth lifted, his gray eyes darkening some nearly instantly, both in dilation and emotion. “You would be fucking right,” he growled and tugged me off the counter.“You alright, my Sweet? This too much?” he asked quietly. I bit my lip as a tinge of guilt at sneaking out hit me, and Klive opened his dark and stormy eyes and sent a jolt like lightning straight to my core so that I had to squirm a bit to fight off the insane lust that I was throbbing with. His eyes closed, his hand scrubbed over his whole face, and I was empowered with the fact that he was hanging by a thread in his attempt to keep from carnally devouring me in the hardest, most dirty ways that I couldn’t help but pray for. I think that earns you the right to take me on whatever surface you wish, now doesn’t it?” “In all fairness, sir,” I paused to sit up on the counter top and grip his open shirt in my fists to jerk him toward me. Don’t think you want to be taken on such a surface as this, do you?” he smiled stupidly so that I giggled a bit. I apologize, but you will put me into a blasted frenzy if I take this dress off. He went shopping in your closet, then?” he asked to himself, but he was giddy as hell.

“Oh, shit, what are you wearing under here?” he breathed when he had me laid out on the granite of the kitchenette, my knees bent, my legs parted for his hand that had roamed to the wet ribbon between my thighs. I consumed his raw groan like water as I pulled at his lips, sucked his tongue into my mouth. “You alright, my Sweet? This too much?” he asked quietly.

Kingdom Come by Lynessa James