Desire
"Anna, no."
Bates took no pleasure in drawing away from her embrace, from her warm lips and wandering hands.
"Just . . . a moment more," she breathed, pushing closer.
She claimed his mouth again, completely. Consumed by passion, she pressed flush against him. Sensing blatant evidence of her workings on him only fueled her more, provoking a purr in her throat.
What had he gotten himself into? His heart raced while his head swam. The threat and repercussions of being caught weighed less and less with each touch. He was hopeless.
Lord, she was surely going to be the death of him.
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